Ideas flow
Through my head
Like voices.
When I write,
There are many.
A group.
In the dark,
There is one,
Alone.
When I work,
There are none.
Void.
But when I sleep,
They are one.
Log.
Ideas flow
Through my head
Like voices.
When I write,
There are many.
A group.
In the dark,
There is one,
Alone.
When I work,
There are none.
Void.
But when I sleep,
They are one.
Log.
