I'm drawing a blank.
My mind is empty,
my cellphone is ringing
And I can hear the Bloc Party
through the halls
It's probably Cassy but
I can't even talk right now.
My mind is too clouded by these pointless thoughts.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
February 11th, 2009
Poem by bamboo boy at 11:17 PM
Labels: life, photography, poem
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