bored so a little stream of conscious:
we smile on the threshold of pain
as laughter claws into our eyes
and the skies swallow our sins
while the angels scream from below
and in the trench of oblivion
we seek, we search, we slither
over a red steel razor
wondering with conscious precision
which of the gods was more to blame
stupified and mystified we billow
on waves of orange hills
lying beneath the sun to hear a trumpet call waiting for an answer to a future prayer, motions swell and tear drops sing
underneath the rise of moonlit skies
feathers dance and hopes collide
who are we to wonder why?
we smile on the threshold of pain
as laughter claws into our eyes
and the skies swallow our sins
while the angels scream from below
and in the trench of oblivion
we seek, we search, we slither
over a red steel razor
wondering with conscious precision
which of the gods was more to blame
stupified and mystified we billow
on waves of orange hills
lying beneath the sun to hear a trumpet call waiting for an answer to a future prayer, motions swell and tear drops sing
underneath the rise of moonlit skies
feathers dance and hopes collide
who are we to wonder why?
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mallory:
you are absolutely correct!! usually i wear skirts that go right below the knee.. hahaha im such a square
mallory:
basically johnny cash is AMAZING on many levels not just lyrically
... i dont think i could live without a toothbrush either.. and thanks for saying nice things about me!
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