Thursday, February 14, 2008

The voice of unreason


Has rather a loud snazz to it.


When fear strikes, to stand in the face of it.
Say boo to a goose, you know?
Selfish/selfless, mindful/mindless?
thoughts that don't think in chains,
thoughts that break like beads.
Where has my mind-efficiency gone?

It's 9 in the afternoon, your eyes are the size of the moon.

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