alabaster realities
if i could
sculpt alabaster
realities from
dreams
i would grab your
hand and leave
and hide in some
dark x-ray room
and kiss you
all over and over
and take your glasses
off and swim
in your green oceans
with the moons
of monitors
lighting our caresses.
sculpt alabaster
realities from
dreams
i would grab your
hand and leave
and hide in some
dark x-ray room
and kiss you
all over and over
and take your glasses
off and swim
in your green oceans
with the moons
of monitors
lighting our caresses.
posted by SuperDha at 8:06 pm
6 Comments:
Dude...
I know, eh....
That radiology reg is really hot.
:-)
Wat a prolific poet guy.
Sounds like u have a lot of stufffff pent up inside, maite....
is it safe to keep it all in?
should u just let it all out, before u explode like a vlocano, and take the whole of auckland city with you but wait u live in remuera so u will probably take that out first so may not be so bad apart from and except the fact that then we wont be able to answer such importnat and profound questions such as these and those ones which are no doubt and willmay be have effect on the whole of hummanity and is itself crashes and burns like the main character of ur poems in the radiology room as he finds out that the person behind the glassesm and the green eyes is a guy and not a girl and so this person withdraws from the radiology on call room never to become a dr ever again and just becomes a psychiatrist who are also doctors but are special because they work at a rate of 1/3 of a doctor still making a difference but a slower general rate which is not to say that that is a bad thing because you could argue that their overall efficiency is highier but no one as yet has had the idea to test this which could be a fun thing to do if one had the time and the desire to do so which is unlikely cause one is always busy never has the time and is always one which means on his own or by him/herself which initself pretty much guranntees a lack of time and perserverance well may be not the later but definitly the former how would i know u would ask and i would not naswer except to say 'Daaaaaa' and 'suck it' and 'do it, do it, do it' and 'make it happen' because such is life which sounds a lot like Lefe which in itself sounds like Leffe which makes me think of a cold one still moist with the perspiration of the glass now would be a good time for one of those even though its the middle of the night and its five thirty am which pretty much makes it early morning i could never understand this seemingly simple concept how can we not have a destinguishing characteristic between late night and early morning i mean this is important stuff right here this needs to be known without the answer to this question really one may ask onelsef whether there is a point of living....
On this note i conclude.
Todays version of "Midnigh Babble" has been brought to you by the word of the day.
The word of today is "FABulous"
just cause it is.
Please. be so kind as to.
Suck it
Haroo?
I am ronery....
I am so roonery...
I got nobody... to corrr my on....
Heeeeeeeeeeeeeee.........
Hayabusa?
Chingy ching chi?
gosh.
someone is going crazy on their lonely nights.
man radiology regs. i won't be surprise if i find slings, whips and candles hanging on the walls in their dark rooms. Now all they need is leather for uniform...
wats up wif ilia and word salad??
why does our jobs make us work alone when we are supposed to work as a team!?
Ronery...
Moo is so ronery...
he's got nobody... to call his own...
Dude - word salad is how we doooooz on nights, man! its da THANG!
u got-st to keep-st urself enternained :-)
otherwise u go crazey and get admitted to TWT.
aha.
aha aha aha
Rock on Radiology with their polyester sex uniforms.
Moo - how come U r into wips? dude - i knwo cows like that sort of thing... but u dont ned to embrace the 'holy cow!' personna so fully!
dude.
rock on
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