August 2010
2 posts
Found in a notebook
Apparently I decided to write some poetry on the train one day. I don’t know when, but I actually don’t mind it.
The girl on my left going to Temple, listening to music at ridiculous levels!
Studying math when the math of drum rhythm was clearly audible.
The girl with a pen as a stick and notebook for a kit.
I put on my sonic rain forest, the humidity sweeps across my ear...
