Her November Looks Good Nineteen until i can get up on the roof one liner. Once I dreamt I were a journalist, but then I realized I’m far too selfish and so now I wish to be an author or a poet. Insubstantial [10-26-2010] Why does everything seem so surreal? / Why do I wish to be in worlds away? / These tornado sirens are like warning signals / to my subconsc… Flat Liner darkness enveloping / hopelessness encrouching / death begins its lurk / as life ends its jerk SINGLE look at me i’m a single / everybody wants to hear me / all the press they want an angle / I’m going top 40 / this is the first … MY SOUL, MY SPIRIT MET YOUR TRAIN DOWN AT THE STATION / YOU WERE WALKING THROUGH A DREAM / I HAD / LAST NIGHT I WAS SO FULL OF PASSION / YOU HAD NOTHING MUCH… ’That’s All’ I am some impossibility, ordered to a halt; defied and pressed out of spite. A tetherball is a balloon without dreams I feel like my washing machine has defeated me every time I throw in the towel. Coffee,Tea,Or Me What is the difference between a secretary or a sexualtary?