unleash the mind
from the worn workaday bind
jump the groove
leave inhabition behind
for a moment, an hour , a year
let it all unwind
unravel and spool
to lie limpid on the sand
let the physche sojourn
let it be
leave the worry, the regret
and fly the cosmos
or sail the carribean
or better yet
do naught
but unbind the bound
unbide the biden
let loose the liger
and find
sweet freedom
if only to ask directions
to the nearest
imagine-that-atorium.
Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 6:09 PM UTC
unleash the mind
from the worn workaday bind
jump the groove
leave inhabition behind
for a moment, an hour , a year
let it all unwind
unravel and spool
to lie limpid on the sand
let the physche sojourn
let it be
leave the worry, the regret
and fly the cosmos
or sail the carribean
or better yet
do naught
but unbind the bound
unbide the biden
let loose the liger
and find
sweet freedom
if only to ask directions
to the nearest
imagine-that-atorium.
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