Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

i'm the king of everywhere
ain't no place i don't know
seen one, how can this be different
here comes another - it's all the same
one guy wants to save the world
another wants to save my little pony
i don't care much either way
i hope it all works out someday
i hope it doesn't work out at all
this poem speaks for me, but
it doesn't really speak
it's not a recording - it does not orate
i've always been a liar anyway
i hope it all works out someday
i am not compelled to speak the truth
would it make me a better person
better than what and how much
every better person i know sucks anyway
it's only a matter of time - not much time at that
i'm the king of everywhere
i say what i say and then i say something else
they don't have to agree, i agree to disagree
even as a child, i would betray you for kicks
your trust was not real trust anyway
you were taking my goodness for granted

nobody writes poetry like you do

you make me laugh when I don´t want to laugh... gracias!

I always knew, no matter how much you spread your greek around, Dino, that underneath you were truely Mongolian - and damn, ain't it delicious!

mongolian poets are vastly under-appreciated. onward to vienna!