Reaching out beyond the dream of what you thought was real, spinning on this ball of life, head now under heel. Ready to die, to live this life so raw, alive on ledge- dancing, hurling, freeing your soul to finally stretch the edge.
Monday, July 9, 2012
DJ 07.09.12
Like the weed so wild
that will not wilt
I grow quickly, without thought
in the depths of heat and hunger
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