tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117130052011-04-21T16:07:00.371-07:00Bored out of my mind in my ninth floor apartment in the dismal antimetropolis of Buffalo New York, I decided to blog.Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00405782681452553075noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11713005.post-1111860242918128722005-03-26T13:37:00.000-08:002005-03-26T10:35:28.900-08:00I made it back home again<br />and hey what do you know<br />I survived the week long adventure<br />but I've got nothing to show<br />and the sun still shines<br />even after the fallout<br />with that fucking glow<br />I've come in to contact with my heart<br />and it's filled with mixed emotions<br />if I ripped it out<br />I would still long for your attention<br />with a design of my invention<br />I would bring you back<br />but I know there is nothing left in prevention<br />so let me down easy<br />and we will fade away<br />and we will be blown away<br />from all of those days<br />back home again<br />and I feel years away<br />my body lies inert<br />down in the dirt<br />but in my mind<br />we're surfacing<br />we're surfacing<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11713005-111186024291812872?l=ninthfloornotions.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00405782681452553075noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11713005.post-1111861385393196432005-03-26T12:56:00.000-08:002005-03-26T10:34:06.680-08:00dishsoap and dandelions<br />its summer time in the suburbs<br />I waited so long to get where I was going<br />the place was strange<br />and out of my range<br />but I kept on going<br />the kids were cool<br />and I was a fool<br />but I kept on going<br />I remember the smell<br />dishsoap and dandelions<br />it must be summer time in the suburbs<br />I hated to leave<br />but my aunt and uncle needed a reprieve<br />summer time is over in the suburbs<br />I still remember the smell<br />dishsoap and dandelions<br />what was to never be again<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11713005-111186138539319643?l=ninthfloornotions.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00405782681452553075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11713005.post-1111859478396703962005-03-26T12:49:00.000-08:002005-03-26T09:51:18.396-08:00Having a taste for writing, bored with paper, and my pen out of ink, I decided to start logging it here.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11713005-111185947839670396?l=ninthfloornotions.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00405782681452553075noreply@blogger.com0