Sunday, August 1, 2010

Poem To My Pregnant Sister

Ocean Rubber


distract me, has always been the advice I was given when they are down.
I wish the world would end tomorrow.
probably all I did in my entire life.
I would a couple of calls, run, go to a place where there was no one to listen to music with the bare necessities to survive 24 hours, and it would be the best day of my life.
life that is totally based on "distract from ...".

not close a parenthesis in the only thing in my life that I have not yet reduced to indifference.
I do not see way out, but would see even more unacceptable.
I do not need to compose myself, I no longer need that kind of happiness.
not what I want, but it's better to rationalize.
In addition the "will" is a concept out of my reach at this time.

is my fault.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BQDuAzOeJL4

is just you and me I think the final
for others is just embarrassing and virtual


me to know that we're real
are my sweetest
thought the price is a bit '
the sea seems to rock you but then you want to swallow

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