The Sophist

2014-03-24 12:00 am

For all those lost in darkness of the rain,
Shelter's on the way, and sun will shine again,
Fluttering truths in their sleepless pain,
All their dreams estranged.

For all whose love still rules the heart,
Love itself possesses nothing for our art,
We row ourselves upstream in barrels,
Throwing Apollo ahead-start.

Gord

2014-03-24 12:00 am

Another lover, to cuddle up with,
that doesn't mind the pickle breath.
Another 8 days of love,
Before asparagus piss ruins a date,
Before I eat a whole lemon cake,
And a bag of Doritos,
Or was it Frito Lay?

Gord

2014-03-24 12:00 am

Peanut butter, outrageous amounts;
Both on my plate, and in my mouth;
Born of a craving, I now need a drink
To wash all of it out, two coke cans,
Dipping with mustard, pretzels and breadsticks:
The best side dish for a sandwich peanut butter.