Friday, September 18, 2009

The 500 dollar "Fuck Me" post will be tomorrow..

tonight..

Don't be so wise, I was born to fly
Not without a place in the wind
Walked off a cliff, then I closed my eyes
Ooh, I'm not a spaceman, no, no

Don't need no feathers, I don't need no twine,
I'm all together in my body and my mind,
Not supernatural, just a human combine,
Ooh, I'm not a spaceman, no, no

Adequately mis-explains what it is like to walk in Seoul on a warm night, Seoul Tower on the near horizon, and various bits of literature, scraps of theory, and notions to write about floating in my head.

LOL, I need to persuade Yvonne we never go back. ;-)

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5 Comments:

  • buy her a bookstore.
    YSM

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 10:52 PM  

  • Although I'd miss you terribly (because I already do!), I'm just glad you seem so happy......

    yersis

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 11:31 PM  

  • I thought that was a copy of the poem found in Roh Moo-hyun's pocket after his last hike.

    HYS

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 12:05 AM  

  • You Can't Go Home Again

    -yaf

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 4:41 PM  

  • LOL..

    all classics..

    1) Too bad I cain't afford no bookstore..

    2) Yeah, I miss you as well (and about 5 other people, 2 of whom don't comment here)

    3) The blood stains made that poem difficult to read

    4) Why would anyone want to?

    By Blogger Charles Montgomery, at 6:47 PM  

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