...tattered notebook...

Since everyone else is busting out poetry, I thought I would treat you to some verse from my high school poetry notebooks!

This first ditty is from May 30, 1994:

Denny's
the epitome of all existance
muzak in the background
shmigging and drinking my coffee
the blackness of it enthralls me
steam
beats running through me
da bum bum...da bum bum ching
people crowding my aura
drinking milked up coffee
they're the true wimps
people suck
existence sucks
die preppy scum
yeah.

Here is one from April 1997 entitled New York #1:

rooms of spinning people
trying not to break the seal
broken vortex
mad city pulsing
fearless against the night

confidence with legs
we run through subways
man with directions
has no money
but now owns cigarettes
lighted mechanical dreams
fed an artist tonight

Alright...one last one and then I will quit assaulting your eyes. This next one actually appeared in our high school's literary magazine! A lot of people thought it was sexual (due to the getting off line), but honestly it was not meant to be. October 2, 1994:

Alice has given me her magic mushroom
and the Mad Hatter is molesting me.
The Caterpillar inches towards me
and I fall into a sea of feathers.
Cheshire Cat, your smile hypnotizes me
as you slowly fade away.
I like Wonderland
and shiny magic mirrors.
Vivid images appear and delight me.
Sound becomes another language.
I can see through you
and my mask is taken off.
Catch a quick glimpse
because you'll never see me again.
The earth has stopped and I'm getting off.
Only whispy thoughts of me will fog your memory.
Like a candle,
I have melted into a visionary puddle.