Impulse
I am overly joyed that I am a slave to impulse. Very few things I do in life are carefully planned out...even frickin essay's I write are night before and write whatever comes to my mind first because that is what your purest and truest opinion is going to be. It's about saying the first thing that comes to your mind whether its thought provoking or just plain dumb. Its about driving around aimlessly and slamming the car into park to go swim in a man made creek and then realizing that it is mucky as shit water. Impulse rules, try it sometime!
Indesicive Impluse
A date
Just a simple date
Ideas, none
Sense of fashion, none
Cash, none
Inspiration, none
Time, 5 minutes
Keys...where are the keys
Mega inspirato...
A fumbled greeting
A skating rink
Skates from the 80's
Skating like I have never before
Because I barely have ever before...
Laughter
An untimely fall?
Or fate intervening?
A helping hand...
That just didn't let go
Hot choclate
Aimless driving
A hill
2 abandonded sleds
The hand still not letting go
Aimless driving
The good night
3 missed opportunities
Finally an akward pause
A great night capped off perfectly
ok so amazing poem it isn't but it sums up the night in short! so damned smitten!
p.s. if your acctually looking for a good poem look at the blog below (at least I think its good and really thats all that matters!
song of the night: Mr. Brightside - The killers....so freakin addicted to this song for some reason!