Sunday, June 19, 2011

the life

make tacos not war
explore the world
write about it all
lounge in the beach sunlight
embrace messy hair
rock out to Led Zeppelin
smoke to Bob Dylan
cry to Neal Young
step on the gas
be a bird in winter
escape to South America
learn Spanish
and wear blankets and bikinis
and leather sandals
contemplate history and its writer
gaze at many sunsets
weed in fields
poems on Twitter
let minds be blown
in our fucking mansion
you’re always on my mind
dream of the life
I need you in my life,
this life.
I'm just a kid.

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