Whereforto Ye Wanderers

Whereforto Ye Wanderers.

Sunday, March 7, 2010


The sun and the sea, together make me
incinerating splash, bubbles and ash
attack, relax, sleep, dream
only to live through a midnight plane crash
Waking up in a dried out carcass
of a luxury that used to offer me nuts and juice
i can scream all i want
i can be all i want
i want to be a scream lost at sea
where all that's left is the beating sun to recycle me.

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