the sculpture garden
eureka (exclamation mark), red is blue, there are statues in a garden, always in the spotlight, we are statues in a garden, always in the spotlight, i forget i have a mind, i forget i was talking, i forget where i was, i forget where i was going, i forget to forget, i forget i exist, time is fluid, youre either on grass or on concrete, one is real and one is not, i want to be as real as a statue in a sculpture garden, forever is an infinite repeat of today, it is one of the better places to be stuck in, its soft and warm and soft and cold and soft and warm and soft again, smiles are witchcraft bringing walls down, we are only reflections of our true selves, forgetting we have wings, sometimes there are things attached to strings that we drag along our way, cut them loose and fly with me, lets talk in our sleep and admit were children, youre only as safe as your worse thoughts, sometimes im somewhere else, reality is only that which man believes he controls. Written January 8th, 2002 © on Jan 08 2002 04:32 AM PST, midnite_raver 0 • 10
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