Just a random

A waste, a waist, always a waste
of which I am soon to face.
The waist, it waste, such a waste
no man will bear and, I'll stand
bare.

For some reason I was walking across campus and saw a waste basket then I couldn't stop saying waste.. So I kept saying it in my head and playing with it.

I keep finding random things written on random things but I wanted to document them.... I am so weird.
the decibel of the dead
the lambs fencing in our head
the earthly absent
the daughter that does not wish to argue

Here are some more junkyard quotes... as if I didn't have enough

holds her notes from good five bars, musically that is pretty lazy
in the dark between them
festers and ferments
cats bring them out teethed
barely holding
they even work through your pockets
better than normal
even in your imagined problems
were filming a reality show
it's like a tickle party