Nov 04, 2005 03:26
"Protect yourself at all costs"
...something the ref would advise.
Perpendicular lines perused thoroughly through.
Intersect and collide.
It's hard to run that parralell un-noticed.
It's hard to say those same old lines.
On one of the finer north-east corners lays a hole.
Many have fallen aplague to it.
Rendering themselves freakish and useless
Metronome frequencies left atone.
TICK-TOCK.
The bricks are dead.
Here he lay.
Lain to rest.
Basking in the bittersweet venues.
Denouncing ideals of grandiose scale.
Thoughts pass by like a river flows...
and I'm still laying here on my own.
So many deceptions.
So many lies.
They all come together, they each coincide.
Broadcast indifferences.