Muse
...musing since January 18, 2004
Talking on Rooftops
8.05.04
They’re talking on rooftops
Through the dispersed emotions
They muse over the you and me
Whispers float down like the clouds
Simply smoke in the sky
A monster on the horizon-
Running, and unable to be held back.
They’re talking on rooftops
My eyes are shut but the blood ripples through
Pounding, aching
Like nothingness we linger
Singing under a grey rain
Crying, and unable to be held back.
They’re talking on rooftops
These fabrications in my mind...
<--- fall into my patterened tears... [return]
<---<--- catch me as i fall? [CS]