Thursday 4 March 2010

On some ideals

No world to choose in a lovers' paradise
they made some laws
they could not walk

they balanced themselves in a naive limb
toes cracked under pressure
breaths became tentacles
squeezing eyes and other arteries
putting life aside
in a box for Pandora to open one day

for some daydreams replace some valuable things
you get caught in some blind strings
your fall
is an armageddon of a universe

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