red dress logic
By The CanarY
when i was younger, i had so much to say about a world i knew nothing about. i've still a thing to say, but you can't hear me... ...i'm crouched down in a tunnel underground, a worm that consoles itself with the music of the dead. i've taken to the piano, where i can sing without my voice as well. in a velvet lined basket, time brings me the gift of imperative. someday, it will all be too late. did you hear the wind at your front door asking to be let in? when the ash of the last city settles itself in our hair, we will begin to move again. we will breathe and smile and blink appropriately at confusing ideas. then, i will tell you what it was all for. Written October 7th, 2001 © on Oct 12 2001 06:07 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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