I love how bigot pricks always assume the worst of what they dont understand. Not particularly love, so much as amused by it, but you get my point ( Read more... )

Shadows circle as the nightly hour crawls forth.
Heavy eyes and blank stares are in waiting.
So the sandman comes forth to answer their call.
Trinkling white sand on my closed eyes.

So the little man crawls past without a breaths exhaustion, we simply smile and continue our ways. Kept on living and kept on lying ( Read more... )

Breathing ( Read more... )

So I walk this path of delusion and enter the worlds' gates. No passionate imbrace, no smile from the wake ( Read more... )

Opening ( Read more... )

Simple minded folks pass by without an glance. So I continue this silence by walking past in return. So lonely a place for no one wants to be, all of these homelands seperate and those do follow. There is no rest in this process. Everyone would rather be somewhere else, in some other time, in some other body. No attraction due pass. All followers ( Read more... )

So I walk and talk, and dance ( Read more... )