Upside Down Where Nothing Falls
open minded patchwork of dreams
one minded irritated hole screams
gliding feather won the thunder race of kings
whirling nostalgia the howling star links
raining abstractive tons of anima, it stings
pick up the phone and heart sings
drown struggle, breathe revolt, mass drinks
puke pride, taste flawless imperfection, too loving sane
...skied harmony, swimming sun
upside down where nothing falls
picnic in unbound space
Copyright © Petrus Jansen | Year Posted 2006
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