These words
are the droolings
of ruminate
thought outworn
d
ri
p
d
ri
ppi
ng
into
exist
ence
on
a
barren plane
to be w i p e d a w a y through a careless
flick Unnoticed
except as the byproduct of some failed attempt at grand thought
without purpose, without substance,
it is absorbed through atmosphere
and it is gone.
Jan 18, 2012
Jan 18, 2012 at 2:26 AM UTC
These words
are the droolings
of ruminate
thought outworn
d
ri
p
d
ri
ppi
ng
into
exist
ence
on
a
barren plane
to be w i p e d a w a y through a careless
flick Unnoticed
except as the byproduct of some failed attempt at grand thought
without purpose, without substance,
it is absorbed through atmosphere
and it is gone.
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