Insanity is the storm which assaults the cabin that is my consciousness. I leave my window open, but I'm aware that that the wind will never be strong enough to tear down the walls

Thursday, November 29, 2007

Photographs

I dunno
I dunno what to say
to evoke, to scandalise, marginalise
What to do with these words
Figments of time, bit by bit
Splatter over my sky
These dice are rolled every day
Wayward jogger winding way
The gray haze begins to billow
Makes me turn so mellow
Why, why, why the sky?
I just, I wanna keep my feet on the ground
I wanna vandalise my land
Twist the streets
And not just stare from stand
Ephemeral soul seeks stone to turn

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