postentious
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
 
If you step from the ledge into your downfall and hope the upward shift
In your fortunes and dreams will warm you higher.
It won't.
And all they know is that
If you take away money and ego, what else is there that matters?

They all dream of dominance, like satelites. And we.
My beautiful boys.

We won't know what freezing is, or
The relativivity of down is
a step and it's teatime in heaven
 
  Much later
so in 2 years.

All the things I could tell you about. All of those things. I wrote a book, 70 odd thousand words, and the whole reason I wrote it was just for one line a dad says to his son

"Oh, if you only knew what we used to be";

Then I made a back up of the final.doc and that was that. It's probably on a hard drive on an old PC in another city somewhere.

what else? I don't drink anymore and I still love it best of all when I'm all alone.

But what else is there to say? And what else is there to do? If you try and embrace a dream, you just crash through the edges.
 
we hate the city

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