i am just a figment of your imagination

Monday, August 15, 2005

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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