your down [im down]
im in a searing mindache, falling for the roots where i can stare at microscopic worlds and landscapes, far too meek to thirve on a sphere of such proportion. later waves of day caress me in my shade,but im too far gone by now and i think id rather disinigrate. id become a tiny speck on a million miles of asphalt, blending perfectly in the grey, among my fallen comrads, we conversate with a mutual distaste, and when the moon creeps; everyone sleeps except us. well rise up from the cold city graves and dance in the night horizons, find sympathy for semi tainted minds, and sing melodies for the ancient spirits of the old world...
[escape: im scraping at a concrete wall with my plastic spoon, hoping i will see you soon.]
...now along the distant etches, where earth connects the sky-i see light. warming the landscape like a blanket of grace,god this is pretty...warmer...and now this blaring evil death fire rages into the sky, sharp to the touch and melting me to a puddle, once again in my concrete graveyard. i watch the lonely robot bodies, carrying empty thoughts with their heavy wallets and pretending to be so cool and so secure. id like to cry for them, but by now im too far gone, my rigid texture can hold a thousand tiny sorrows and never crumble. all i do is pray for night.the end.
[escape: im scraping at a concrete wall with my plastic spoon, hoping i will see you soon.]
...now along the distant etches, where earth connects the sky-i see light. warming the landscape like a blanket of grace,god this is pretty...warmer...and now this blaring evil death fire rages into the sky, sharp to the touch and melting me to a puddle, once again in my concrete graveyard. i watch the lonely robot bodies, carrying empty thoughts with their heavy wallets and pretending to be so cool and so secure. id like to cry for them, but by now im too far gone, my rigid texture can hold a thousand tiny sorrows and never crumble. all i do is pray for night.the end.