Conscious nonsense
Don't you see I'm trying to
think about my
next
~move~
I've
run out of pawns I've
babbled with this brook for too long to
think
is the
idea
but
not
even
idealists
consider
that a
possibility at this stage, do they?
Ripped fabric in my head
kerpow
and the lights
go
out.
Aug 6, 2011
Aug 6, 2011 at 10:06 PM UTC
Conscious nonsense
Don't you see I'm trying to
think about my
next
~move~
I've
run out of pawns I've
babbled with this brook for too long to
think
is the
idea
but
not
even
idealists
consider
that a
possibility at this stage, do they?
Ripped fabric in my head
kerpow
and the lights
go
out.
(Inspired by "tryingtohaveathought" by Katie Buddle)
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