Monday, September 26, 2005

Rhymes for Dead Friends

Good Times Jesus,
you won’t believe what we’ve done with your bones.
We built a guitar out of your ribcage
and filled it with stones.

5 comments:

CaptainGoldStar said...

great

D.Macri said...

I like this, people don't rhyme enough these days. I think that's the way to go. It's part of the history of art. Memory and language and containing knowledege.

Thoughts that don't get lost to time, have only to thank the rhyme.

Quitmoanez said...

Ha! Love it!

Anonymous said...

I dont think you have any idea whar you are saying

XP said...

What does that mean? If you're going to critique with obscure comments like that, have the balls to put your name to it.