Sun.Aug.05.07 ©c.thomas.carter
There's no
d r o w n i n g here-
Rule number one while I
Sit in this chair
There's no
d r o w n i n g here-
No water to breathe for
the pool's filled with air.
Deep in the eye of Madness
Seeing demons we never see
While I sleep with angels
pressing close to me
Vice Versa
We are,
and we were,
seeing things we've always seen
Is it deep in the mind of Madness,
the eye that could set us free?
Lies is
lies told
I dreamt the very god was me
atop an eight foot white plastic throne
Alone.
In my dreams I've
wanted it
to be me walking with you,
Our conversation is River.
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