Friday, August 7, 2009


there was a moment when
I though I could ride the line
a fine line it is
between reality and fantasy
seems that the line gets blurred
and fuzzy
and I sometimes mistake one for another
or vice-versa
it doesn't matter
you'd think I was crazy anyway
and you may not be wrong
or right
or close
but that only counts in horseshoes
and hand grenades
but horses don't really wear shoes
and hand grenades are so messy
so I guess
it's back to