Tuesday, September 16, 2008

I am flying...

I am flying...

the positive of your negative is nothing more than a childish gesture

the fake humility of your tone has nothing to do with my reality

standard emotions don't exist in this land, on this palm

getting stabbed by a pencil at heart could be a reward in itself

swallowing a sword with a jar of mustard could turn out to be the best meal that you can get around here

and speaking to the crowd, with a loud voice, doesn't make it true

I see through you

I see through all of you

and yet I have no wings to fly over you

aside the ones which are hiding behind my own eyelids

Shhhhhh....I am flying.


Los Angeles, Las Vegas, Phoenix, New York City

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