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Monday, January 10, 2005
I know. When these headphones are removed… I will be submerged in a time of unshakeable silence, With phantom tones of high decibels still ringing. I will be alone as my thought slowly lowers itself back into real time. This is awkward. I am not idle. But my thoughts continue to move in a chaotic streamline. I’m here now so what do I do. I followed the thing that seems, now, unmoved and broken. Indifferent but still… So crestfallen. Still hopeless and waiting for all these times. I don’t know why I keep searching for something that I never found. I’ve vowed, if there is ever another day… A next time. My past will never be known. There will be no questions to suffer. It’s just as hopeless. You know? |
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