Wait. What?

When he isn't talking your ear off about existentialism, pro-wrestling and the incredibly interesting things that happen in his comparatively mundane life, Dan occasionally writes the poetry he mentions so often. Here it is.

Monday, February 08, 2010

Tricky


my love for you has no arms or legs
it will never leave

but then again
it can't dance either


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