poet
you sit down
smashing the keys
it's all very important,right?
yes, it's all very important
all voices must be heard
all thoughts must be captured
what's another word for...?
i wonder what it'd be like to...?
what was her name...
brushing your hair in the mirror
falling past a thousand thoughts
not seeing that you are completly
gone
to where?
take me to the desert
and set me on fire