The words he had been looking for
came to him like a breath of fresh air
"finally"
he thought to himself
all that typing had given him
writers hypnosis
but
"the block"
had been relieved
all that weight lifted from his shoulders
"Yeah"
he thought to himself
calm enough to take the next sip of his latte
content enough to smile at the idea he was very excited on the inside
"this one is gonna be a best seller"
he thought to himself
"they better watch out"
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
The Crabapple Tree
I remember that sweet humid night
The air was dank
and smelled like there was a beach nearby
You and I enjoyed summer evenings like this
Teenyboppers
You had on those damn
A. Hardaway's
And I had on my favorite pair of Bongo jeans
We sat under the Crabapple Tree
And talked about our ambitions
Our futures
Life
We sang our favorite songs
like Subway's "Hide and Seek"
All out of tune
Spent the night laughing
Then we kissed
right before the street lights came on
I raced home
But I hated leaving you
I wanted that night
to last forever
When they told me what happened
It rocked my world
I haven't looked at life the same since
I will forever think back to that perfect summers night
Always thought it'd be you I'd share my deams with.
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