Sunday, January 04, 2004

Some Truth

when I was a young poet
I had time
but nothing juicy to write about.
I didn't know death
or sorrow
like I do now.
Hell, now we are on a first name basis.
Now I have so much to say
and I am running out of time.

Love hard
watch the sky every day
and live without borders.
That's what I'm talking about.

When you close your eyes
make sure you are DONE.