May 12, 2008 23:36
Orange ocean with chamomile sky
floating with my soul somewhere
I am unaware of.
I'm beginning to taste the rain,
before I noticed it.
Unfamiliar to it's
existince-
ignorance is
Beautiful
in some sense.
A child sees a carnival,
t's a filthy place though.
Parasites playing in the springs of
the mattress,
it's okay because most of the time
you can't see them.
Modesty is only the morning.