Friday, November 28, 2008
Untitled wars
Born dead. Thats what they said anyway. At least a broken leg and then let the cards fall where they may. I thought about it for quite a long time before they decided to hunt me down in the hospital. Just another one bites the dust they say. They say thats what they say these days. i hope your all aware of the current state of play. A famous cynic once said Who gives a fuck. i completely agree next time this happens someone is going to pay. i tried to get back inside the machine but there was no way my friends. Geez it was only one day we were all only one day old. In the end I came upon a sleeping swan who dreamt of me when I was a kid . It awoke and in a way spoke. Spoke of the hard years. The hard years of gruesome ponds and demented eels and freezing summers. Its plight along with many others underscored the state of play. Skimming thats what we have been reduced to, skimmiing for air and the right to succeed in a world full of the dead. We all see ourselves zombied and drowned and torn by the weary light. I love you. I still love you.
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