reading “into the wild”, since everyone’s told me to at least twice now. reached a point where i cannot really work on this film. am tired.
all eyes are on me. / or seemingly, the gap in my teeth. people are prying. / trying, with imagined success / to peer down my throat to see if / i’ve swallowed my helping of ham / and eggs …
this is actually pretty lame, stupid rhyme scheme.
stop singing someone else’s song. / if you’re right, that i’m right, than i’m right, that you’re wrong. / you stole that life; you stole that smile; you stole those shiny…
to chance upon a number of / suits and ties, all in pairs / will often bring, with wonder / a most curious stare and n’er one of us little folk / walk by without the thought / of why the men …