Thursday, February 13, 2014

3:36 in the morning and someone is knocking

123 go. The world is opening and a void is being created. Blackness lies inside waiting to be filled with colors of youth. I see it and have a ticket to take the ride but don’t know if the journey is correct. Place yourself in a casket and hammer in your own nails, does it feel good, are you comfortable, can you breath, do you like the darkness or can you see? Art is waiting, youth is fading, and decisions are being made. Eyes are full, sleep is for dogs and those able to shut it off and time is passing but is happiness coming. I’m going to swim and cut my toes to attract the sharks just to see if I want to live again. I don’t know if I can walk the blurry line created by corporations.

1 comment:

  1. I walk that line everyday.
    Thank you for sharing your thoughts.
    I hope you and your dog and horse made it to the Mountains.
    Be well.