Francesco Marciuliano Quotes

You can't hold someone whoWants to leaveYou can't clutch a memoryAs if it were todayYou can't take an insultClose to heartYou can't grasp for gloryFrom your chairYou can't seize lifeThinking only of lossAnd you can't grab a laser pointer dotOn the wallNo matter how much you tryThese hard-earned truths I give to you

~ Francesco Marciuliano

The leaf twirls gentlyTo the dry groundThe flake tumbles lightlyTo the snow moundThe lightning falls mightilyTo the earth with a crashAnd I plummet sleepilyFrom the fridge to the trash.Such is nature's way

~ Francesco Marciuliano

Every time I watchLady and the TrampI thinkSHE'S HAVING SOME OF YOUR PASTA!QUICK! EAT IT ALL! EAT IT ALL, NOW!!!GROWL! BARE YOUR TEETH! DO SOMETHING!OH, DON'T GIVE HER THE MEATBALL!THERE'S MEAT IN IT!IDIOT!But then againI'm not the romantic type.

~ Francesco Marciuliano

LET ME IN LET ME IN LET ME INLET ME IN LET ME IN LET ME INLET ME IN LET ME IN LET ME INLET ME IN LET ME IN LET ME INLET ME IN LET ME I-Oh, uh, helloI did not expect an answerI did not expect an entranceI did not expect this room to be so unbelievably dullSo, uh, goodbye

~ Francesco Marciuliano

On the edge of a laughing teacupDid Kubla Kat decreeThe the corn fritter festooned with medalsShall make the brownies freeAnd so the walls turned to waterTo let our sorrows drownAs the chairs burned themselves for warmthSo they need not face the clownThen the spoons burst into songAnd all the forks they understoodAs I stared at my talking clawsBecasue this catnip is just that good

~ Francesco Marciuliano

It's 8a.m. and time to restIt's 10a.m. and time to relaxIt's noon and time for reposeIt's 3p.m. and time for shut-eyeIt's 6p.m. and time for siestaIt's 9p.m. and time to slumberIt's midnight and time to snoozeIt's 4a.m. and time to hang upside down from your bedroom ceiling, screaming.

~ Francesco Marciuliano

We were wolves once / Wild and wary / Then we noticed you had sofas

~ Francesco Marciuliano

Best not to ask What is it? until you finish rolling in it.

~ Francesco Marciuliano