Apr 22, 2006 01:27
Sent in my portfolio for review. Totally fucked up nervewise, because I sent away a piece of me for judgement and that's absolutely horrorifying to me. Bah to it though. You want something to read and who am I to stop you from reading.
juxtadiction
buried in the depression of clouds
walking down the streets
with their eyes covered from the winds
they howl loud with the blind cries
of the emotions they wear on their skin
and it hurts when they bathe in salt water
no one wonders where the ether ends
in the whole or the holy ghost
it's a boat sinking feet from the shore
don't blame the sea if you can't plant the seed
upon the beach, the tide rinses the sand
trapped inside the walls of your room
the possessive possessing you
quick quick claw the windows open
stand on the ledge and see with your eyes
that with one leap you can fly over the sea