Thursday, October 29, 2009

Implosion

hand me down my hurricane
hand me down my storm
let me ride upon the wind
where i can nonconform

give to me my flying horse
give to me my heart
i'm right inside my spinning thoughts
where i can come apart

pass to me that rocket ship
that one that flys so high
batten down the hatches now
the time is growing nigh

space and time are different
the ancients always knew
here and now are still the same
except for me and you

2001


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