Wednesday, September 26, 2007

sounds are cutoff short
they make up rhythms
and pixelated many pixel food
well i thought i found a way
to lay the joystick down
a girl with eyes the color of pea soup

and there's a flame
there's a spark
but she beat my high score
so say goodbye
there's the door
i can't see you anymore

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

-=-

forgot the past
lost the future
only now remains