February 17, 2009

Limerick #1


My journal has a beat of it's own.
It's the heart of my new, sacred throne.
My moments of truth
may seem drug induced,
but I'm simply depressed and alone.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Oh, joshy...I love you.

Jenn said...

I am so sorry!

Anonymous said...

No, I simply can not comprehend
The great depth of your your sorrow which lends
your own funky beat
but I move my feet
to these rhythms I hope never end.