Stuff in Head at 8 PM of little or no consequence.
It's so hard to be telling
She's pleading and yelling
And finally lets go
Between her two hands
All the blood in the world
Has passed through
See all the eyes patchwork surprise
Of tomorrow and yesterday
Give me a yell and I'll finally tell
Nothing is better than this.
Phleph.
Friday, March 28, 2008
On being inside time
I lose myself inside today Rattling against walls Smooth unmarked unyeilding With the futility of An unwatched clock Today is much too vas...
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It must have been love That sort of thing Can't be mistaken For a lesser set of feelings It has a special hat And makes you welcome at p...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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I’m tired I’m tired of my heart giving out Whenever it gives in That things being the same Never makes a difference Of looking forwards to s...
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