Daydream Reality

Let the bright lights
Swim in your deep blue ocean eyes
You have to first be young and dumb
To die old and wise
So live your life
As if it were a game of russian roulette
Your taste buds will dance on the chrome
While you learn to love every regret

Thanks for posting this. I like the sentiment a lot.

Peter

Aye, good shit. Looks like you were reserved in this?

As you can see by this poem, the original format settings for the forum have been reset.

Les

That's nice.

Tommy,

I met a guy told who said he'd died four times so far. He owed is life this time to the poor people's general hospital trauma center this time. The rich people's hospital threw him out cause he wasn't sane enough for them and did have rich people's insurance. Real death is not scary anymore he says.

I did like the poem,

Peter