"Up, up over"
By Tretchicovmanicova
Wed, 15 Sep 2004
- 1544 reads
up, up over out and down
down
down
down
to the depth deepest
chilling fire
hanging corpses
frozen wet
and yearning 4
home
blowing becomes
a gentle
breeze
rustling green
leaves, curtain
sleeves,
flutterby wings
tick, tock
tick, tock
tick, tock.
press... off goes the music!?
will i ever b a
grown up
wise adult
child?
No!
`T. Imaan
Tretchicovmanicova
10Aug03