I think I want to buy someone flowers.
I think I want someone to buy me flowers.
I think that hacking off the sex organs of plants and placing them in a vase is either perverse or delicious, or possibly both.
I think that when David Attenborough dies, I will not weep; I will bawl my eyes out.
I think that having a sense of wonder about the world is more important than wondering what pointless luxury to spend your next pay cheque on.
I think that raising children is a privilege that too many people take for granted.
I think that art tells me more about life than television ever will.
I think that John Howard is a political genius, which makes his decision to use his power to divide people, instead of uniting them, all the more despicable.
I think that laughter is more important than a flag.
I think that snuggles and whispers and late night kisses beat even the best sex hands down.
I think I want to buy someone flowers.
I think I want to buy someone flowers.
6 comments:
US readers can just substitute Karl Rove for John Howard. They are both despicable in their relative countries of origin...
Good poem!
i think you are wonderful.
You are now turning into the New Single Guy!
I like it. I'm really, REALLY lonely. I need to get out more and connect with people. Can you recommend some poetry/spoken word events other than Babble?
I think you're wonderful too.
I also think you should go with the "fuckitwhathaveigottolose" approach and buy the flowers for the potentially VERY lucky man.
Elaine - there is no potential lucky man at the moment, it's a little more general than that, but I appreciate the sentiment!
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