Friday, February 4, 2011

Escapist

I thought I was out.
But, still here.
I thought the song was over,
but the dance continues.
I'm fed some sand and
I try to enjoy it too,
but I hear the right word,
and i'm a mad, raving dog.
It continues future foretold,
nothing but unsuitable distractions,
I'd love to see water on fire-
or maybe -(Sagittarius A*)- myself.


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