Cut Transmission
If you're drifting into outer space
Without a cordial light to show your grace
You might dip into your emotional waste
And lose yourself inside your brain.
If you're thinking you won't disappear
Without a love to hold and keep you near,
Don't bother panicking and giving to fear
That which you hold most dear.
If you're drifting into outer space
Tangled in cords wrapped 'round your neck and face,
I pray to God you at least got a taste
Of what you hold most vain.
If you're thinking you won't disappear ...
Copyright © Mike Frampton | Year Posted 2010
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