Sunday, August 28, 2005

THE END OF ME.

a satire, if i noticed. when i start counting the pages,
endless, endless.

it's fear, that i've rejected. reborn-ation; adopted.

now, incubating. it's far more than me.

colors i see. notes i'd heard.
dismay, dismay.

i'd tore down the wallpaper. (scribbled notes on them)

where's my picture?

it's the end.

of me*

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