Somewhere In the Middle

a life like sense or feeling & truth, pours out from the soul of some mad man. lost thinking of something & nothing & all things that babble & bubble. & sloth is a demon dream shooting forth from a boy’s fantasy with nothing. nothing. nothing to lose in a fantasy just dreams forgotten. Horrifying, Frantic, Fantastic, Fantasy. The dreams of The sick and dying can be so pure. when we begin & end, our dreams are pure. The middle is where souls & shapes & fantasy & dreams lose morality & meaning.