Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Too Late

Vibrations of sounds
Rock my body
back and forth

Wrong letters
go into my words
Doesn't bother me

Harsh chords
grate against my ears
Then resolves

Question then Answer
Get used to it
I have

Weird thoughts
out of my reach
like usual

Sleep and sound
Time to get better music
or get some rest

Shit poetry
its what i do
Sorry

Self-pity
too much already
really?

Different ideas
where are you
not here.

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