The ice hangs down
down, over the window.
A slick sheet
of coated dreams.
They shimmer.
They shine.
But when the sun wakes
they will melt
under His cruel gaze.
The night spreads out
out, over the land.
The night
is borne of dreams
And dreams
are born of the night.
They shimmer.
They shine
under the full Moon
Who smiles down upon them, gently
softly
dreams.
So I was driving down the road the other day, and I glance over and see this guy driving the car next to me. He’s noticeable because of his hair. It’s spiked up in the currently “trendy” way, only the spikes are like, 4 and 5 inches tall. If he dyed his hair blue he could be Sonic the Hedgehog.
And I thought, “Why is that popular? I would never want to date someone who looks drastically different immediately after getting out of the shower than they do at any other time.”
That guy probably takes longer in the bathroom than I do.
And that just ain’t right.
I spend so much time talking about things that I don’t like that I figured I’d post this so that people know that there are things I do like. Please note: People are not included in this list. This is a list of general things.
Paper
Blank books
Trees
Artgum erasers
Dogs in all shapes, sizes and colors.
Colors
Chocolate
Autumn
Motorcycles & dirtbikes
Words
Freshly ground pepper
The taste of a new clarinet reed
Candlelight
Sandalwood
New Sharpie markers
Buttons (the kind that holds your shirt closed, not the kind that holds your political views)
Embroidery floss
The smell of: Horses, hay, leather, woodsmoke, wet leaves, two-stroke oil, and pet stores.
The smell, taste and texture of sweet feed.
Roses
I will probably add to this list frequently.