jorryn

I was doing some minor cleaning today, moving things around and I found some chicken scratch on a tiny scrap of note paper, a drunken poem from back in my days of drinking, probably about a year ago. Thought it maybe good for a giggle so here goes.......


smoke trail
curling kitty cat tail
like dandelion
kisses into the wind
I imagined myself
so much more than this
yet
i am always real
Punch it
After hours
Personal question
It's a mirage



In other news....I had a meeting at the bank today. I feel so adult.
I now have a US dollar savings account for my american SG monies