Tuesday, November 16, 2004

Eyes Forwards

I'll take a path
Tommorrow's come
And washed away
All meaning
I don't realise
Where I am heading
Until too late.

Fjourding pastures
Of jaded green
On a haphazard
Life-like submarine
Am I all I seem?
Take three
And see me again
In the morning.

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