lunes, 1 de noviembre de 2010

JAI GURU DEVA OM

WORDS ARE FLYING OUT LIKE
ENDLESS RAIN INTO A PAPER CUP
THEY SLITHER WHILE THEY PASS
THEY SLIP AWAY ACROSS THE UNIVERSE
POOLS OF SORROW WAVES OF JOY
ARE DRIFTING THOROUGH MY OPEN MIND
POSSESSING AND CARESSING ME

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