Monday, March 21, 2011

Vitalectricity

Life's a bitch
and then you die.
Find us something else and
we would welcome it.

Bury me beneath the ground
Obscure my face in a shroud
Universally free
let me rest in peace

I've hit a point
where time just grows
breathe in deep
suck a minute
into the pit,
Your heart.
Just a clock
and winding down it finds a way
to send you reeling.
Time to let your mind decide.
It's idling by
on fumes of thy
vitalectricity.

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