Just a thought

Sep 23, 2003 22:06

Whispers in the dusk scratching at my ego
staring across a void called time
daring to skitter into something more tangible
risking all encompassing doom
for us all
staring across into the world that was
could be
would
and never is
that I would stare back
speak of a lucid eye
and torrid nature
soaked in a hypocritical oath
to wait for stars
dance blindly
curse war
and cheat death
all the while nestled with a book on my shoulder
scouring bookstore cheap tables
for a gem
another excuse to leave this place
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