Monday, 2 March 2009


Principle deviation reciprocates anger
Slowly grasping that, without learning, One is dead
What IS your ideal?
And what WOULD you settle for?

Stars of David & Broken Chains beat a dull tattoo,
Red Globes rotating, hanging godess on black cotton loop
Holding interactions at bay

Greasy, heavy headed shallow sleeping underprepared
And now I'm present
Sunk depressions
Into Brown private space they stare
Passive agressive negative accession in the tower
By the spiral stair.

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