Another trip gone terribly wrong
another day, another song
melting into leather
deceiving thoughts, "all together,
let's sing this one more time.."
[yet every word sung is a tear rolling down your face,
every line preprocessed by some other mind,
and every song the story of our lives]
see, what they need is just a little release
a little of this, a little of me.
but I'm not around anymore
our hearts beat hard under fictitious skies.

OPENTHEDOORS*OFPERCEPTION...
----->breAK ON THROUGH TO THE OTHER SIDE

not to jinx it,
but tomorrow's going to be superb.

I recieve my new computer by the end of the weekend. You will be able to endulge in the poetic stylings once again soon.

Until then,
"So now as I'm leavin' I'm weary as Hell.
The confusion I'm feelin' ain't no tongue can tell.
The words fill my head and fall to the floor.
If God's on our side, He'll stop the next war."