Life at 7:47 a.m on 31st October 07
Very well behaved beta
A scream from nowhere
Very wary of Purple Prose
Never going in there
Until Life is Purple
And prosy
And convoluted and sleepless.
No unconquerable shit
Nothing that breaks me
But generally quite quite gnarly
And gargoyle like
And dead ended
And not begun
And over-lived
And too long
And under-lived, wasted on the couch.
And smeared with mustard
And weird unpredictable sentences for the heck of it.
And a well laid out neat life
School, then College
Just one messy Principal.
And insomnia ridden.
Stared at the skylight when I was a kid
Then i stared at Yahoo Chat rooms
Now I stare at TV
In between stared at Harry Potter
And morning is here
Fresh beautiful morning
So they would say
But its just a mess in pink
No longer in black
Just shaded in dawn.