Lost in the wilderness
All clad in carnival garb
searching for the path of least resistance.
Oh the words fail me. What do you do when all the thoughts get congested in your head? It feels like the boat is going down sometimes. I get excited when I think about zoning out. I'm looking forward to it, he he, hopefully it will be in front of "Majora's Mask" (Thanks Charlotte).
On the boot heels of a woe begotten memory
between forgetting and not
there's always that goddamned temptation
grinning away in the fair grounds tonight.