Friday, December 16, 2011

Past

The dream state, the endless images that run through unknown landscapes,
The waking state, the ceasing words that will need to come out,
Choose to dream or choose to live in an elastic reality with in all reality, is not.

I slept from the ocean, the sound that is produced by g-d,
This cannot be replicated and if I could have it on rotation, that would do,
I guess that was it, the end of our road.  That's ok, traffic can be very heavy
and stressful. Woosh.

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