i'm not really sure of the machinery that causes sunrise to turn to sunsets
or what cogs and wheels turn in order for this moment to pass to the next
i want to shoot out into the deep dark night and explode
rivers of colour flowing from me lighting up the night making something worth looking at.
i am really truly afraid of being completely and utterly forgotten
sometimes i listen to the sound of the city all around me and pretend that its a city about a million miles from here and that i'm underneath something built hundreds of years before i was born
i don't feel inspired right now.


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