I dream a world
Outside.
A world
Above.
Something more than
R'lyeh.
Somewhere bright
And Living.
Until I wake
I remain
Below.
Dreaming
And dead.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
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The ideas of the poets are the forgotten adventures of God -Elias Canetti
1 comment:
great!
xenia
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