Monday, May 3, 2010

blessed I guess

still paused and flowing slowly...

...with the vibrations unseen

and the busted perceptions of a lucid daydream.

willful thoughts, old and moldy... a mined basement, come clean

while a trusted connection spun a musical crazy scene.

it's hot but cold and lonely...

...kissed by my angels under wings

until those muddy collections uncovered a hazy sea.

wishes got bold for only...

...a second or two...

who would've guessed it could move?

the simplest gift was lifted once or twice...

for only a second or two


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