Jumat, 12 Agustus 2011

upset

jump without looking
die no matter
chant tunes never cease
pressed to pitch naked eye blind
without purpose, without hope
but the longing for the facts
establish a rhetoric of sustainable

to upset the order of time
burn all the characters a sense of
raised high contest
fell to earth
I will not let the sky lament squeeze

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