søndag 13. juni 2010

what goes around

hits you in the face

mop up the mess

and whipe the knife

a dog dressed in clothes is
still a dog

all of tomorrow
shapeless and udefined
will merge into one
in the filaments of yesterdays to come

it's all on a roll it's all random and all boils down to habits and the right moments
please stay by your opinion and get used to it
before refusing.

mainly
the thing
is
tomorrow, of all days

Ingen kommentarer: