Tuesday, January 30, 2007

From the pit...

Like lighting a match in a gas tank
i leaked,
i cracked,
i hissed,
and i blew,
I wish to reside in the corner
let the sound surround
and take away my memory.

My eyes are on fire
they burn,
they crackle,
they hiss
and explode
I wish to take shade behind venus
ignore your threats
and compose my mind.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Fire in the tank of gas,
Hiss, bang, boom!
A History of oblivion,
Flaming eyes shatter Venus,
Composed again am I.

3:37 AM  

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