belgian waffles
mmm... miso horny
the big belge left today. on this occassion, i am reminded of my favourite poem by leonard cohen:
for anne
with annie gone
who's eyes to compare with the morning sun?
not that i did compare,
but i do compare,
now that she's gone.
posted by Sweetness and Light at 12:13 pm
9 Comments:
looking for leonard?
poetic simplicity
who do i look for?
big belge I welcome
my last gift is this secret
do you write haikus?
born of frustration
haiku factory still lives
ott'wa does not know
I know what you write
Kat is in Dawson City
no hot summer sex
Poor Evil sans Belge
He will think of him often
And pull it at night
Evil departure
Makes my eyes water with salt
Return is so sweet
you don't get it, eh?
there was more than just the sex
stop oppressing me
look on the brightside
he might come back but meanwhile
boys boys boys boys boys
puss says: blog is like
a view into my head like
in "john malkovich"
of course, i dislike films.
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