world at large.

May 25, 2008

i like songs about drifters, books about the same.
they both seem to make me feel a little less insane.
walked on off to another spot.
i still haven’t gotten anywhere that i want.
did i want love? Did i need to know?
why does it always feel like i’m caught in an undertow?

the moths beat themselves to death against the lights.
adding their breeze to the summer nights.

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