Greatpoets tells me...

[greenstorm]

By Richard Brautigan

Spinning like a ghost
on the bottom of a
top,
I'm haunted by all
the space that I
will live without
you.

REM tells me, on the new CD I have:

The concrete broke your fall
To hear you speak of it
I'd have done anything

I would do anything

I feel like the cartoon brick wall

To hear you speak of it...

You've been so sad
It makes me worry
Why not smile?
You've been sad for awhile.
Why not smile?

I would do anything
To hear you speak of it
Why not smile?