Jan 02, 2009 23:28
Autumn raindrops
sardonic guru's buried beacon
stormy money swirling up and to the leftovers which is that of who said what
ultraviolet sounds spindle into my brainstorm of knowledge........church bells.......voices in the backup files......chemicals burning.....why are you came?
Blackholed in the central array of the couch craft.....drifting throughout the abyss...3..opportunity around every drowning thought......confusing theoretically mind system liquid but somehow eluded the naked eye......just beyond my reach......
.....twitchy.....brb..... ok i have returned or was i just leaving.........this is beware.....sounds from nowhere and anything
something about a goat?
Losing focus on the typing, blurry sometime blackened soul.....i dont know the recipe....snoring cat.....non planetary feelings......weird language spoken here......something lurking in the darkness of this charred embrace......
Dont Walk 43172 to the light but ?,352 to the left.....tethered to this asylum of of memories.....on the brink of destruction, every things fade fantastic and gone with the sounds of slowed talking
something beeping constantly
separatestupor in whose unlocked galaxy constant sounds of sound and colours withers endlessly into information yourself......too many voices at once or nine droning foolish flowers......my mind is wandering alice.....
Silvery slicesof slipping sipped short abort whathelicopters in the sound behind my rightsideways updown rightangled lower beginning which is the end of the start of the engine and something about a brick.....hmmm i thinkers welded this one half way open or programmed to jam the signals with raspberry sauce dipped in spaceship blurb.......
Hang up the phone the frontdoor dropped frown for therefore leave us be for now but go count to unfinished delicate nothingness glazed in magic.........