Handlebar existence
And life on the edge
Is worn to the nub
Put it down to experience
Your tired eyes can't
Reach to heaven
Bloody fingers
Like swarming red ants
(Clawing up from the abyss
And I'm sure you miss
The way the freezing rain
Always caught you in the eyes)
Friday, April 01, 2005
Counselling is a Lie
Counselling is a lie You cannot hold space. Space is breathed Moved in Inhabited Moved within Space is sized Larger, smaller Sometimes too ...
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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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Final Thoughts From an AGM You want to mess with me? I can take you down a notch Spill the beans I’ll spill your blood Tooth for tooth, splo...
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Standing on a Hillside Sometimes you look back on where you have been Past the cloud-fluffy daffodils bobbing and green Through the deep dar...
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