mondaugen's

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

in the way of control

dummies against the wall. i am the master of empty time. from the moment the sun begins its journey till the moment it dies. the night does without time. i grow with darkness. it taught me all the words and feelings i know. it pours white wine into my veins. i like its gravity. or should i write her?

it's in the night, tonight, i listen to jesu's conqueror. it's in the night i blur my horizons. it's in the night i see beyond. it's in the night i find and lose love. it's in the night i fuck myself from behind.

 

::: spend your time waiting all the wasteful hating now who are you blaming? are we worth saving? :::