One Leg at a Time

a close encounter of the third kind.

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

You are funny. You many people. You speak and don't listen. You listen and don't hear. You funny people. You look and don't see. You see and don't comprehend. You funny people. A race a buzz. I am people. I should listen. I should hear. I should see. I should comprehend. I will try to be less funny, though it is difficult b/c I love the grins. The silly and meaningless looks of laughter upon the faces. Oh funny people, we are clowns. Happy to wear our faces and dance on stage. Not a bad life the circus gives.

6 in the morning, dew glistens
7 in the morning, birds chirp
8 in the morning, people stir
9 in the morning, workers buzz
10 in the morning, pillows beckon
11 in the morning, lunch awaits

Morning over, life seems shorter.
Evening comes, life seems happier.

Silly rantings of a law student gone loopy.