Tuesday, April 07, 2009

insatiable appetite

maybe he's just taking it way too seriously.
maybe he got himself a little too carried away. or utterly paranoid.
maybe he's not the only one.

what if what was to believe is already a mile behind?
what if the very reason is not clearly defined?
what if the clouds wouldn't reach its number nine?
what if all of these was spread on a thin grey line?

but he felt it was all too late
when they said it was all fate
face straight, he said, "i'm running in a figure of eight"






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researcher found that 40% of my conscious mind tend to enjoy porn-surfing at any given time. the other 60% are already there.