Mensagens

A mostrar mensagens de Janeiro, 2012
today you said:

"I can't live without you, and now you 'll have to live without me"



now

FEAR EATS SOUL




two worlds

outside the window
the world is in love
with its carousel of
rain: light: moss: clover

while inside the globe
of our air-tight world,
the red hot wire of
pain punctuates
days.hours.minutes.seconds

my enclosed mind soars
ten miles high:
the 737's gentle drone:
the unread book:
water twinkle in glass:
sky outside fade into:
space:
above

time.halts.