Myself and I

I met myself along a road
and thought I was a jerk,
so I punched myself in the nose
and wondered why it hurt.

I called myself some dirty words
and was the only one who cared,
I looked around to see who heard,
but no one else was there.

It was frightening for me to find
I hadn't any help,
And how did I get left behind
alone to face myself?

But there I was with only me,
staring myself down,
so I looked deep in hopes to see
some good that could be found.

I wasn't overwhelmed
with stunning qualities, for sure,
but I felt that if I stuck around
I'd get to see much more.

So now myself and I are friends
united in a faith
that we'll accomplish better ends
than what we met that day.

Kellye San

You Can't Get Fat On That

Drink potions from a cauldron
Keep your stomach flat
Drink water by the gallon
You can't get fat on that

Eat celery and carrots
Keep your stomach flat
Eat birdseed fit for parrots
You can't get fat on that

Drink green tea and black coffee
Keep your stomach flat
Drink drizzle at the levee
You can't get fat on that

Eat seaweed and Irish moss
Keep your stomach flat
Eat insects dipped in hot sauce
You can't get fat on that

Drink via "eye" libation
Keep your stomach flat
Eat through imagination
You can't get fat on that.

Wallace Dean LaBenne

Letter in a Bottle

Who am I?

Am I shy?

Am I girl or boy?

Do I live in Troy?

Alien or an evil witch?

Pirot, ghost or just a bitch?

Mermaid or a pixie?

Maybe poor, homeless gypsy?

If you wanna know

just gimme a call!

/P.S.: I mean message but it doesn't rhyme../

7. April. 2011 / Venice

- Me =)