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February 15, 2007


just call me...cat

Well I ain't got nothing.
But it don't worry me

I came to this life like a free-walking tree
No need to be tied, no need to be--

They call me Jzero

Well I ain't got nothing
And to nothing I belong
You won't find me right,
Yet you won't find me wrong

If you think about me,
Don't think too long--
Jus' call me Jzero.

Well I don't house no past
Never carried a key
My sun doesn't rise from under the sea

There is only one morning
Eternally...dee d'lee d'lee

February 4, 2007

William Butler Yeats

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,

I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams