if all our life is but a dream
fantastic posing greed
then we should feed our jewelry to the sea
for diamonds do appear to be
just like broken glass to me

and then she said she can't believe
genius only comes along
in storms of fabled foreign tongues
tripping eyes, and flooded lungs
northern downpour sends its love

hey moon, please forget to fall down
hey moon, don't you go down

sugarcane in the easy morning
weathervanes my one and only

the ink is running toward the page
it's chasing off the days
look back at boat feet
and that winding knee
i missed your skin when you were east
you clicked your heels and wished for me

through playful lips made of yarn
that fragile capricorn
unraveled words like moths upon old scarves
i know the world's a broken bone
but melt your headaches
call it home

hey moon, please forget to fall down
hey moon, don't you go down
you are at the top of my lungs
drawn to the ones who never yawn.
Unknown "Harvard" Trusting - 16 years, 2 months, 25 days ago

truth: i can't take you seriously if i think you may have a substance abuse problem.

truth: i also believe that if you can't spell alcohol, you shouldn't be allowed to drink it.

truth: better people have been written off for less.

truth: i am confident i can outwit you any day of the week. try me.

truth: there are about 7 people in this world whose opinions actually matter; you probably aren't one of them.

truth: i like to use lyrical references in everyday conversations so people have no idea what i'm talking about.

truth: pretending not to get attached to people is the latest trend and i'm in style.

truth: it's not a matter of perspective: the glass really is half empty; live like it's half full.

truth: trust your friends. collectively, they know you better than you know yourself.

truth: closed minds always seem to be connected to open mouths.

truth: let your guard down when you say 'i love you.' it's only fair.
Unknown "Harvard" Trusting - 16 years, 8 months, 16 days ago