the 'Fist' & the 'Pacifist'

Monday, March 27, 2006

Unbeknown

White chics chewing the end of cigarettes,
Lil bong bitches, in ugly faded jeans.

Watching a movie, and thinking you'll change the world?

What do I need?
A blue sky vacation. Can't do those anymore.

Who am I?
40 Business cards in a plastic box.

Can I sing a sad song? Can I turn it around?

Labels: Free Form

3 Comments:

Anonymous said... On Monday, March 27, 2006 2:00:00 pm

Nice. Hmm...yours?
Raagini

Illusionary said... On Tuesday, March 28, 2006 3:02:00 pm

nice post.I like that line.."Who am I? 50 cards in a plastic box."

Rohan said... On Wednesday, March 29, 2006 11:17:00 am

Yeah nifty, aint it? Business cards I mean.

Put in all that others wanna know - in a rectangular piece of stiff paper.

And here we write rambling blogs, as a way of self expression!

I know...I know - being all sarcastic again! :-)

Keep coming back!
Cheers!

lament for icarus

words of wisdom

If you're going to try, go all the way. Otherwise don't even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives, jobs. And maybe your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery, isolation. Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance.