Frickin Chickin Little
.
Here I am
Waiting for the sky to fall
Yup
This is me on the hill
Lying spread eagle
Eyes peeled on the sky
Analyzing every crack
Willing the shards of heaven
Upon me
.
.
Here I am
Waiting for the sky to fall
Yup
This is me on the hill
Lying spread eagle
Eyes peeled on the sky
Analyzing every crack
Willing the shards of heaven
Upon me
.
May 5, 2008 at 5:09 pm
I have been there and done that…just this past weekend in fact..lol
May 5, 2008 at 10:07 pm
So be it!
If a double decker bus crashes into us, to die by your side, what a heavenly way to die!
May 6, 2008 at 3:33 am
having the chicken little syndrome is a time consuming task
maybe stop drinking? that seems to help
May 6, 2008 at 3:36 am
you’ve never told us who won the bestiality competition ozzy…
come on!!!
i’m sure i won right?!
May 6, 2008 at 5:42 am
Cool, bring it on, its sounds sharp and glassy though, the picture is perfect for this one, man no wonder you need those shades, your future is so bright, you can always find me in the kitchen at parties, where’s Lakota? what have you done with her? Let me go see, that is a wicked quick captured the moment hear the glass cracking, i’m getting out of here, don’t know how you can be so calm and cool about it,
May 6, 2008 at 7:37 am
Love the poem. I feel so vulnerable when I lie on my back looking at the sky, as if I might just fall into it.
Great words!
May 6, 2008 at 8:33 am
Jeepers, most people just see boats and puppies in cloud formations.
May 6, 2008 at 9:10 am
she said “jeeper”
Is Velma in the house?
May 6, 2008 at 9:53 am
Ooh, I dont like seeing another Red here
Confuse me easy.
Mmm .. spread eagle.
May 7, 2008 at 7:57 pm
let it pour… wouldn’t that be an amazing sight!!!!! wow…
May 8, 2008 at 5:09 pm
Noah singing the smiths……..I liked this, Ozy.