Living life between the lines and soaring free in the rabbit hole of life's misery. Duality as one.
I'm back. Let's do this. Go re-read it and think about it some more. Lazy bastard.
Hard to tell what this is about at this point in my life, but I think to each person this will have the same, yet personal, meaning.
This is yet another for my Babadee. So far, we have been together for seven months, and we are looking at a liftime together. So there is going to be a lot of poems to him and for him.
Comments please. :D
Written 4/19/09. April Challenge Day 14: love or anti love poem. This is anti-love.
