Distractions...

Hello. I needed a decent distraction to cure my essay aids. It's one of the worst kinds after all, so here i am. It is a scientific fact that a distraction, along with a cup of tea, can cure anything in life. Burying your head in the magical sand of ignorance is indeed bliss. Have you ever met an unhappy ostrich?? Although this is of course one massive rumour, started by a roman writer. Ostriches really don't bury their heads in the sand. I, however, definitely do. It's cosy.

I'll post a poem every time i update this thing, either one of my own or one that i'm especially enjoying on the given day.

Today it's one of mine...

I dont know where i stand
so i'll fall for you instead
i have to follow my heart
for i've clearly lost my head
Yet when love has voice
theres no longer a choice
and security settles in
which surely in love
when push comes to shove
is a truly mundane thing

i dont know where i stand
so i'll kneel for you instead
in front of the world i beg
My love, return the love i said
but you must say no
for if your cards you show
comfort comes to stay
which surely in lust
i bid you, please trust
drives all passion away.

OK, now back to the essay, the sand is irritating my smoke free throat. 800 more words by noon tomorrow! Titty Biscuits.