Snippet from the past...

One of my friends recently found this snippet I wrote back in high school that I had completely forgotten about.

  Just a piece of something that never really got worked into anything else, probably too late now but I still really like it none the less.


I could laugh a million cloudless skies
and cough them all up again
What a bizzare taste that would leave
now wouldn't that be strange,
flowers can't be reasoned with
they can only be arranged...