09-09-2013, 08:17 AM
Holter Dam
Cement blocks underneath torn sneakers.
Breathing air as thick as dust.
I stumble as I rust.
Decaying into a withering sidewalk elm,
alive on the top
with me dying beneath.
Rubble between eyes
strolling deaths gaze.
I realize.
Dreams are only as they seem.
Meaning is deaths shadow
your delusion a snare.
Plains of failure smoky beach
dark black sand mirrors
waters colors held by Holter Dam.
Cement blocks underneath torn sneakers.
Breathing air as thick as dust.
I stumble as I rust.
Decaying into a withering sidewalk elm,
alive on the top
with me dying beneath.
Rubble between eyes
strolling deaths gaze.
I realize.
Dreams are only as they seem.
Meaning is deaths shadow
your delusion a snare.
Plains of failure smoky beach
dark black sand mirrors
waters colors held by Holter Dam.
Only one thing is impossible for God: To find any sense in any copyright law on the planet.
--mark twain
Bunx
--mark twain
Bunx