May 21, 2006 01:04
School is over for good.
To one: So dark and haunting the rain you cannot feel- putting our minds together and now we never never never feel the warm, wet storm. My heart did leap at the sound of thunder, if you must know so.
To some: So long and hard the distance ran from here to the promised land, though I never could find the test I needed to take to leave this vicious cabaret.
To all: Attributed to a particular- There is no time and only place that repeats its parts until it fades. I understand now, and see the benefits of true thought and scheming and not only dreaming in amorphous clouds grey-green-blue. I had forgotten the purpose of red; I had forgotten that I am very easily an island.