Friday, May 8, 2009


Okay. Expect me to have no expectations.

That solves the entire problem.

For afterall where would we be

If we wouldn’t contradict

Who we are and who we want to be?

When u are told to have no thoughts

U think “no thoughts”

And that revolves round and then up

And ultimately brings u down


And u think.

Stark clear; that is life

We complicate

And we twist and turn

Confiscating ourselves

To us, to them, to him, to her, to some higher form

To someone.


Limitless; that is our reach

Boundless; that is us

Yet we all depend on being heard

For after all

Hopeless perverted-ness is our forte!

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