Saturday, June 12, 2010
Daily Blogg: Poetic idiocy
Poem time. Why? honestly i dunno...
Many muted and mulled musing quake the mind and its perusing's
deftly twisting from my slumber as i sleep in dreams they thunder,
A trillion words a thousand voices speak at once my brain contorted
as the words become distorted.
A shell of shattered images fill the cracks of conciseness
and as the twisted infinities attempt to put my soul at ease
I breath a gentle sigh and wheeze as i open my eyes...
....and feel the morning breeze.