Friday, August 8, 2008

night driving

i might have killed four or five toads
driving down green hill road
i couldn't use my brights
and there weren't any street lights
i tried to avoid it
as best i could without
careening over myself.

then i slowed down
and i didn't hit the possum
and lightning flashed in the skies
and reflected off the windshield
and off my eyes,
and i remembered your rhyme.

2 comments:

the unholy atlantic said...

1) you did? i feel significant!
2) don't worry, toads are stupid anyway
3) the problem with that thing i wrote is that the first few lines (the ones in the quotes) are actually the chorus of another song. so i don't have much to put into a song.

but bananarchy has to do SOMETHING.

4) i'll miss you when you're in maine ):

the unholy atlantic said...

oh.
now i want to hear it.
i'll be super good, i promise.

you don't need my forgiveness. do whatever you want. it's all good. (: