...it's not pretty when my tank is on empty.
I'm watering a freshly planted
mnemonic garden
with ridiculous rhetorical devices
miracle grow metaphors,
similes like sunshine
hoping that something will sprout
between the fine blue lines of my
fertile composition notebook
posted by Sam at 2:43 PM
I tend to be a bit pretentious when it comes to the wine I drink. I can get a little too worked up about hockey. I've been hit by a car. I play drums. I love to mountain bike. I prefer malty beer to hoppy beer. I pay way too much attention to the clothes I wear. I have several journals, and haven't finished a single one. I like to pretend I can write poetry. I like to get caught up in Philosophy. I beg everyone to practice unconditional love in every aspect of their lives...
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