You must remember.
Most words aren't real. Most things that your eyes will wonder through are thoughts and thoughts and thoughts,
that I forced into a few meaningless sentences . Nothing is real.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

oh noise floor



"It's a sweet smile
and then a denial.
Hey, you are just trying to be nice.
But there is a meaning
to every fleeting
action you unconsciously decide.

The clocks they chime.
Now it's time."

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