reissued

It's dark. The streets are soaked, the rain is pouring. All the shops are closed. You're feeling like a drowned a rat and it's putting you in a pretty bad mood. There's no time to stop. Just keep moving, look for shelter. There's a speck of light in the distance, it's getting bigger now. A shop-- no, a theater. A puppet theater and workshop. The rain is picking up, and the door is open. Warm and dry sounds pretty tempting... You push open the door and call out for the owner, anyone. It's not like you're some petty theif after all. (But them again, that's not exactly true, now is it?) You are greeted by silence. Time to explore. The room i

I had one of those days today. The kind that makes you think that time might really have stopped just for you. I remember stepping outside in nothing but cutoffs and a loose black shirt. My flip flops slapped back against my heels with each step. It was foggy and humid, the temperature neither too hot nor too cold. The grass was damp and sticky, at some point it must have rained. A grey light filtered through the clouds overhead, and nothing made a sound. I felt like the only thing alive. Not like at one in the morning when the world seems dead asleep, things were very much alive now. Gravel crunched beneath my feet and while standing in the

Why is it that whenever words whirl around in my head they all sound so nice but whenever they come out of my mouth everything sounds so wrong. Whoever said these are the best years of your life lied.

wisteria vines creeping lines growing and growing can't seem to stop lots of leaves they aim to please a shady spot for my dog purple flowers from april showers will it bloom? usually doesn't

In the autumn I sit and in the spring I thrive So when you tell me hello I feel just a little alive It's a tiny bit sweet when I watch the irises sway But my anxieties show when you are away My emotions are strong and sometimes they've lied It's said love sets you free yet with you I feel tied I am like a stray cat stuck trailing behind and I'd ask you to look but you're already blind

I like to watch the rain Come tumbling down Drip drip Pitter pat Splish splash Soothing sounds On tin roofs I like to watch it Run down windows Making trails Following cracks In the glass And sometimes I'll ask "Can I come too?" I like to think That when it rains It's a cool down hug Especially for earth And everyone on it Saying "It's all right" I like to imagine That each little raindrop Is meant for someone Because raindrops Don't care about things like Good or bad I know that Those little raindrops Only want to Be there for you When it's hard to sleep At night

Flicker, flicker on the wall Who's that shadow, dark and tall? In the lights he likes to play Don't be scared, he's here to stay Flicker, flicker on the wall It's just mister moth That is all