Saturday, September 29, 2007

maybe when we're older I'll be less afraid

mother free me,
they beat my body blue,
bloody.
so boldly take me up to you.

I'm in no shape to share my point of view.
maybe failing's the first thing I can do.

devil, angel,
anyone you are.
place me safely
somewhere very far.

- miracle fortress, poetaster

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listening to: miracle fortress

thinking: you

worrying: way too much

2 comments:

Sean Steeves said...

stop thinking then...

Di said...

Stop worrying! :)) It doesn't do you any good :) "worry" comes from an Anglo-Saxon word meaning "to strangle"; it makes sense...