PrinceMyshkin
10-10-2008, 08:15 AM
This blood thinks
in ways my mind cannot conceive.
It contains
ancient codes and catechisms,
tick and tock,
the syllables of slanted time.
This blood runs deep
below my veins,
beneath my feet,
below the ground.
It has its errands to run.
It has its errands to run.
in ways my mind cannot conceive.
It contains
ancient codes and catechisms,
tick and tock,
the syllables of slanted time.
This blood runs deep
below my veins,
beneath my feet,
below the ground.
It has its errands to run.
It has its errands to run.