Counterculture

I've written poems about many things,
swim trainings,over-sized loafers, even a tween idol's purity ring.
But to dedicate a post to counterculture- definitely a first,
Nothing but a feeble attempt to quench my sudden indie thirst.
-Tim-

Having 'Telephone' as one of your most-played songs on iTunes is not something to be proud of. Here are a few less mainstream numbers in my library that lay hidden under that massive pile of pop junk, as some would like to call it.


The Decemberists- Here I dreamt I was an architect



"But you, my spoiled teenage girlfriend, how you are furrowed like a lioness..."



Fleet Foxes-White winter hymnal



Death Cab for Cutie- I will follow you into the dark



...from Bangkok to Calgary, and the soles of your shoes are all worn down...



Yuketen footwear.

The inner urge guides me towards light,
Yet again darkness falls, ever so easily.
Even as I sit here writing in this cold winter's night,
I ask for forgiveness and direction, O Lord Deity.
-Tim-

Tim