04-13-2014, 05:46 PM
He put his hand upon my knee-
I frowned and told him no...
He just didn’t appeal to me-
I was glad to see him go.
The universe has knees that glow
The devil's frown among them
Our paths are stacked row onto row
Time's fabric sewn to hem them
all this useless beauty... but what the hell, why not?

