Jan 02, 2008 19:05
Spur of moment, please
Sick of this monotony
I'll wait, so-ber-ly
For sunshine haze-days
Where lazy grazing gives way
To purple wine smiles
Basking, relaxing
Masking the dank, empty void
That names itself JOB
Void - cold, bottomless
Cannot the end come? My dear,
this is Utter East!
Relax Max, rose red
Think of GREAT POWER instead!
Sanguine mind conquers!