Spiritual Journeys #2 |
The rush is just a scenery |
undead warhead Junior Member
since 2008-11-22
Posts 11 |
My mother has a zipper in her occiput My dad drank straight from the tap He also had a zipper there Every phonecall I get has a meaning Everything is made for my consciousness For my senses The order of the passerbys is determined By the color combination frequency of their clothes The borders of all countries are drawn just in case That I might look at the globe when I come from the bath My errors are predicted Controlled by the product descriptions The root of my habits The path from where I pick up cranberries A pattern in the sky, a launching code awaiting Like a hay licks the bottom of my car When we are travelling to an hospitable area Its supposed to bring to my memory That which I have forgotten In the dark, between the pillars |
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