im in the process of extracting myself
from all the attributes that surround me
i'm picking myself out
from the remains of what i've seen
and what i've heard
i'm putting myself together
with what i've found in yesterday
and want to see in tomorrow
like a canvas full up with shades of color
being painted over with white
with no finished product in mind
perfect isn't what i'm going for
so i asked a cat for direction
and it grinned, said
you'll get where you're going ,
just walk
Jan 16, 2012
Jan 16, 2012 at 7:15 PM UTC
im in the process of extracting myself
from all the attributes that surround me
i'm picking myself out
from the remains of what i've seen
and what i've heard
i'm putting myself together
with what i've found in yesterday
and want to see in tomorrow
like a canvas full up with shades of color
being painted over with white
with no finished product in mind
perfect isn't what i'm going for
so i asked a cat for direction
and it grinned, said
you'll get where you're going ,
just walk
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