Wednesday, October 5, 2011

what else?

Sprinkling wonders of thoughts surrounds me
Like a new tattoo
Fickle fuddled eye confuse me
Like a new tattoo

A limbo of flash glimpse memory flux
Like a new tattoo         
Keep’s on popping like a sub-sequential massacre
Like a new tattoo

The air in the abyss is surfacing
Like a new tattoo
Quiet! You can hear the ground breathing
Like a new tattoo

These are my outlets
Like a new tattoo
Permanent and won’t leave me
Like a new tattoo