to describe myself in a nutshell
9 years ago
I am going to climb that tree to sleep in the grass shaded by the bottom of the mountain down there before the rain come up again.
Or to say it another way, the social contract never said I had to make sense
Or to say it another way, the social contract never said I had to make sense
~ Drake M.
On a peanut butter sea.
The grass was made of coconut .
And waving back to me.
Dodging Drunken mermaids.
Who were hanging from a balcony.
Heading to the pirate ship.
For treasure there would be.
The pirates were all cursing.
Bout the peg on Captains Knee.
And to the curse that smelled the worst.
Deodorant was free.
Chased by dancing frog legs
I upped the cut down tree.
Then I woke.
And saw the joke.
Was what I saw.
I see.