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my life is boring.
i love the songs to be heard.
of chattering teeth
shattering glass
the falling of leaves
the talling of grass
while all reaches for the sun
and drinks the water
while unattended childred multiply
sing in streets without eyes
and cars are parked
with their lights
left on
i love the wrongs to be learned
the masking of sheets
flasking of drinks
redding of cheeks
and weddings of feet
while all reaches for the sun
and blocks the fire
while every phone booth lies
surrounded by traffic signs
and the world spins dark
with its lights
disarmed.
our dreams will wake us
from consciousness and bars.
September 5 2005, 21:41:08 UTC 6 years ago
September 6 2005, 19:05:33 UTC 6 years ago