When I die, I want to decompose in a barrel of porter and have it served in all the pubs in Dublin.: there's a proverb about this somewhere.

Sunday, April 8, 2012

there's a proverb about this somewhere.

it’s okay to dance

in public—

feel the earth’s rhythm.

people stare—

they don’t understand.

it takes a tragedy to

hear the music.

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