Saturday, September 13, 2008

Time passing

it is going all over the place the time to run amok amongst people's lives  . So many huffiness and puffiness and goings and stayings , so many of those so absolute to make a statement. it has become a spread out sneeze , a vein to feed a whole desert , a not enough feeding ground to dig on. This words of mine are scarce and few in between. I have so many riding's in this Apocalypse  of a pretty life , my horse is retiring. I am a felon of screaming inside and listening to myself , denying your voice and throwing myself in the batter of the words I  want to be caulked with. time and love for one selves's nothingness has passed to become trait and a lingering i=object of desire, deal with it.