i get drunk off them
i get paralyzed
half stupor
i get lost in 'em
and broken and born
like a movie in a room on repeat
i get taken far and away
in them
and haven't had a moments rest
with them,
without them i'd have no feeling
and no way of seeing all the meaning
i get destroyed by their beauty
and sometimes i am utterly serene
with them
these thoughts.
Tuesday, February 02, 2010
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