Sweet Lines

Drawing on the ripples of light, drawing the changes.... artificial plane.. its not real to me. I cant see for the smoke on the holes...

What do i see anymore..

What does it want to see?

Today i saw

....infront of me...actually everywhere, may as well have been campaigning... was it a shout? Was it a slap in the face, something saying "fuck sake... OPEN YOUR FUCKING EYES YOU TWAT!?" Either way i choked... didnt let anyone know that... i thought i was finished thinking about this, i thought i was finished with the rolling tide of in and out, maybe the tide has finally stopped changing its mind... picked its course... and all i did was paddle harder



I paddled harder

What?

I spoke today...

Need has arrived

Lacking in everything....pull your head out man... put your head out man!


get out!

there is now a need...

Deliver.