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Wednesday, February 22, 2006

When You're Strange...


Jim, the man possessed by words
which only Zeus had ever heard
saddled the storm and rode it valiantly
through the Doors of immortality
There he met a divine muse
who taught him the ancient tunes,
songs composed by virgin earth,
whispered long before silence birthed.

Feasting on the flesh of gods,
while sippin off Dionysus' cup,
a strange meal for mortal souls
it lured him into Hades' world
where he found the fabled Styx
and drowned trying to swim past it.

'03

3 Comments:

Blogger Chelle said...

When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers your name
When you're strange
When you're strange
When you're strange


i'm strange. :) u?

8:31 AM  
Blogger Chris Fleites said...

dim- right on

Marjari- un poquitin... "in fact,we're all strangers with strange eyes sitting in a midnight livingroom for nothing" J.K.

shepard- "HOLY HOLY HOLY" - Lamb dressed as Cat

6:55 PM  
Blogger Chelle said...

marjari- lol

meow!

i gues... we're all special, in our own ways.

11:20 AM  

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