Road Kill

I had a dream last night
that I was to walk on a ramp show.

T'was hilarious really, and I wore the green shirt the way I wanted to wear it.
The designer, who looked like Lucy Liu only taller, liked what I did.

Up until the time came for me to walk,
I forgot what I was supposed to do on the runway.

Dumb model. It probably happens to the best of us.


I dunno know what all this means. Maybe I'm going a step ahead of myself.