Friday, July 17, 2009


DELIRIUM
ascertain things are left vagueness cause it ain't over till it's over for reasons I have not discovered I feel full of beans waylay outside unseen trouble where means are often passing phases even-handed young and happy wipe out all my sins send up all the one's before you someday I will soon recover breed a star of broken idols imagine what it'll be slip inside a sheltered corner well think I'm fine and never healthy criticize my table-manner I feel full of beans chain all my ankles to the sky sure I'll soon know before I leave I promise you I'll give it up somehow
I'm going down...down..down..

How?

the end