Monday, January 14, 2013

Jan 14th - Words with Rhythm

Eyes blur with passing cars
until I can see is the other side
of the freeway
a free sprint through delirious spirit
the words are meaningless again

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my feet are cold and commitment is a terrifying prospect
words with a certain hue demand a certain respect

but I have none left. this is spent

garner up courage and permeate across landscapes

your words will have to matter one day

despite all of the horrible sniveling comments people make

they are the source of the problem

not I
never I

nevermind