('in the drink)
Oh, I came too quickly, laughed too loudly,
*over-estimated,
*under-dressed.
But, was With, Who, Where, and How…
(’in the drink)
-Shelby (April ‘04)
Labels: on life and playing with fire, poems on life, poems on love
Poetry, thoughts and other sarcastic meanderings... "It is the rattle of the keyboard which moves me, gets me restless and weary out of this skin and finally out of my own head. With these words I can settle in for a winters nap, and watch a soul arise.......Is she me, or am I her? Perhaps neither of us really exist..." md.shelby 2006
Labels: on life and playing with fire, poems on life, poems on love
Labels: on life and playing with fire, poems on life, poems on love