Nov 11, 2003 00:51
Something pushes me foreward.
But I don't think im going to give up just yet.
made 50$ in tips tonight.
and started writing this little thing, dunno if i like it.
Between the virgins siren,
children gather to the midnight howl of a moons whisper.
Graciously, they gather around her fire, to dance their
minds in poisonous folklore,
further she whispers:
"The eyes of three memories, watched simple minds,
in a s9imple world, created by nothing but adeptual chaos,
the mother wound her arms in perfect love,
and kissed the broken sores of spaces utside of eyes."
yea dunno if i liek it