forlorn Doar dammit man, learn to spell. see folorn. bloody freakin hell balls of twisted barnacles. TANTRUM TIME. . 031231 ... whitechocolatewalrus twisted barnacles. a depressed seashell broken waiting to be apprehended from the sea of sands a large beach empty quiet a crashing wave breaks all silence all hope. 040110 ... pd rolled up beige brand-new pants i walk along the shore its dark, and light bobs on the horizon where a ship walks with me hello, little waves, where have you traveled from? to come and break your white crests on my feet? hello, white foam, holding hands with the others as you come to rest on the sand. i walk the beach, my toes are greysparklysand the water is cold this was supposed to be so different seagulls glitter white against the sky, reflecting the floodlights their hollow cry echoes my lonesome soul forlorn, drifting on the waves squinting for stars alone 040111 ... walrusness [dreamer, oh so pretty] 040112 what's it to you? who go blather from