If I were an artist, I'd splash red paint on an inky black background.
If I were a writer, I'd write about skulls littering the marble temple floors
If I get to paint, if I get to write,
If I get to break these chains of mine
Ok, now back to the real world.
you have written what has been simmering in me for a long time now ...
ReplyDeleteyou make me smile, you make me wistful this, on a dreary afternoon you take me on a journey
thank you my friend
>If I get to break these chains of mine
ReplyDeleteIf only, if only
If I were a writer, I'd write about skulls littering the marble temple floors
ReplyDeleteOh. So you would write Conan stories or Tarzan stories, eh? ;-)
Heh. That lightened my mood anyway ;-)
ReplyDeleteHaven't seen any angst-ridden posts from you for quite a while now. Not sure if thats a good thing or not ;-)
ReplyDeleteLet the simmering come to a boil...!
ReplyDeletewriting of 'skulls littering the marble temple floors' makes you writer already.:)
ReplyDelete>> If I were an artist, I'd splash red paint on an inky black background.
ReplyDelete>> If I were a writer, I'd write about skulls littering the marble temple floors.
If you did all that — what's more — you'll be hauled up for littering, my son. *sigh*
Ha ha. Nice.
ReplyDeleteTry some caffeine ;)
ReplyDeleteWhat are you? You already are a writer. What else are you?:)
ReplyDelete- Husband and brand new father
ReplyDelete- Pointy haired boss
- Reader
- Movie watcher and trivia addict
- Occasional gamer
Can't think of anything more, not on an upset stomach anyway...
Kewl:) Congrats!
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