Saturday, June 27, 2009

If the world rested, relaxed,
Then we could be free.
Float away with the sea.
Break the orbital chains
And watch space contract
Feel our blood react.
Mixed with solar dust
Quickly enter our pains
Perhaps followed by gains
But I'm space rust
Consumed by solar lust
And I hope you want me.

6/9/08

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