haiku
Work until midnight
Peanut butter and jelly
Good dinner tonight
Pay some student loans
Oh my god it’s a shit ton
Crap, no money left
Too much gelcoat fumes
Working at the shop all day
No words left to say
Work until midnight
Peanut butter and jelly
Good dinner tonight
Pay some student loans
Oh my god it’s a shit ton
Crap, no money left
Too much gelcoat fumes
Working at the shop all day
No words left to say
April 25th, 2008 at 4:33 pm
Hi you, we haven’t spoken in forever (a result of me having a better sleep schedule!) and it’s probably my fault. Anyway, just wanted to drop you a note. I’m graduating, and then gallivanting across the world for a while. Well, really just Montana, Wyoming and then China for about a month. I’ll be going back to NYC for good to settle and get a job in the second week of June. It’s crunch time here (I have 1 paper, 2 projects, 1 presentation, and 2 examines in the last two days of classes but no finals), so I might actually catch you sometime in the next few days. Btw, have you been enjoying the S&W website (I know you prolly never check).
Oh, and since you wrote a poem, I’ll write one too. And it’s got peanut butter in it as well!
Peanut Butter and Jazz
This kitchen is full of Jelly roll blues Ragtime tunes Swing and spread and sing and shred Swirling and twirling In creamy hues
Have a little dab of paste Take a little taste What a flavor shock A sprinkle of fusion rock Don’t forget this wholesome bread Some white some rye some straight ahead
Oil up some romance Butter up Quintette du Hot Club de France A dash of sugar on the dixie A splash of honey makes me Dizzy
Plus a few cups of soul Work it beat it bake it eat it Now let it cool Make another, kick it, old school.
April 29th, 2008 at 10:40 pm
your poem is much better than what i wrote.
from mine, you can tell I’m loosing my mind.