The Child wails
Somewhere beyond what you see
He is
There
--
Everyone is
Beyond what we see
.
The mirror is busted
We are alone
-----
The mother moans
The prostituted century
.
The winners and the losers
& the children-- we
Beyond what we see
We are
-------
We know "to look"
But it has become
Easier to just not care
Idley written poetry!
///
New York City
Dreams are dead
---
A child wails
Is it you or is it me?
Feb 27, 2013
Feb 27, 2013 at 2:39 PM UTC
The Child wails
Somewhere beyond what you see
He is
There
--
Everyone is
Beyond what we see
.
The mirror is busted
We are alone
-----
The mother moans
The prostituted century
.
The winners and the losers
& the children-- we
Beyond what we see
We are
-------
We know "to look"
But it has become
Easier to just not care
Idley written poetry!
///
New York City
Dreams are dead
---
A child wails
Is it you or is it me?