Tuesday, May 20, 2003
I've never been this bored. Ever.A poem before I shower and/or sleep:
You only love
when you love in vain.
Try another radio probe
when ten have failed,
take two hundred rabbits
when a hundred have died:
only this is science.
You ask the secret.
It has just one name:
again.
-- Miroslav Holub Ode to Joy
Heather at 8:51 PM
