Friday, August 13, 2004
"I want to fall off a building into a dumpster full of glass...on fire." (Myke)
You messed me up.
Everything was predictable,
Was sufficiently pleased with annual forecasts.
Now I function without your presence
Perfectly.
I have love already,
Discombobulation is not an option.
My resolve is steel
And full of cliches,
But really unnecessary.
There never was a time,
And probably won't be.
Lack of artificial similitude
(I fear your standards anyway).
You stand so close though,
With copious literati diarrhea!
Similar myelin moulding,
And I'm glad you're my friend.
¶ 2:33 AM
Everything was predictable,
Was sufficiently pleased with annual forecasts.
Now I function without your presence
Perfectly.
I have love already,
Discombobulation is not an option.
My resolve is steel
And full of cliches,
But really unnecessary.
There never was a time,
And probably won't be.
Lack of artificial similitude
(I fear your standards anyway).
You stand so close though,
With copious literati diarrhea!
Similar myelin moulding,
And I'm glad you're my friend.
¶ 2:33 AM
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Myke was an old friend of mine, vis a vie grant mac. One of the most ferocious people I've ever met, but in the short time I knew him, easily my most loyal friend at that time. Also full of great quotes and a great writing inspiration. He's quite the character though. He's a kung-fu master (better than his sensei), David bowie imitator extraordinaire, and an old school british-styled punk.
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