mondaugen's

Sunday, February 01, 2009

extremity

reach your open hands against the solidifying air of future. breathe the denial. swallow all the memories that are not with you anymore. the sun is grey.

who is watching this spectacle? is it the same person that gave you the original poison? who taught the original malice? who collapsed just minutes before you?

more and more of us are rehejcted by violence these days.

this ain’t a planet. this ain’t a planet. this ain’t a planet.

over.

and out.

 

::: ashes :::