Feb 5, 2010

flaming geyser

 I think too much.. take everything as a subtle sign meant to gently nudge from the recesses of my mind some sort of blind truth towards the light of my cognitive consciousness, wincing while I brace for its bite. In this way I have sabotaged some of the sweetest moments, cautioned by a careless kiss. It's not my will to be so vexed with every fleeting thought, but beneath me where the surface lies the pressure has been built. If only to blow my mind in time that the truth will never hurt...

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