Can't see why you're smiling
It ain't epiphany
To reach inside your heart
And find
No reasons to believe
A passing glance, or loads of love
Dishes you no longer serve
Foreign investment, ain't no chastisement
Spinning wheel to swerve and swerve
Regret tasting empty words
Somewhere very fleeting -
I may remember
A little dream - oh concrete
Reality, implications the
Shadow of incomplete
Uncertainty, marred by
Brutal endless ticking...
Dreams infinitely
# posted by s. ning @ 7:58 PM