Saturday, October 23, 2004

how about really soon?

stale breeze of an underground life,
steel walls collapsing on those whom they hide,
still denizens of the underground night.

to be in between everywhere, to be nowhere.
to be almost everybody, to be nobody.
to be wanting everything, to never be satisfied.

breathe in -
behind closed doors -
draw it across -
against strong walls -
and wait -
in the underground -
for something -
anything -
to
stir

1 Comments:

Blogger Rose said...

impressive :)

10:22 pm  

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