Turn over

sultryeveningsultryevening Posts: 522
edited September 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Cant watch the news anymore
Too much pain
Pixelated hurt and terror transmission.
Hate to hide away
But hide away I must
Behind the sofa.

This is where I hid as a child
From Cybermen and Daleks
But the monsters have substance now
The fear is too big too ignore

I know I need to see and care
But theres not enough tears in the world
To wash it away
Not enough salt in the ocean
To dry the blood.
Some people have to have the sultry evenings Cocktails in the blue, red and grey But I like every minute of the day.
INTER-FUCKING-MISSION!!!
Newcastle-Riverside 02/22/92!!!
E.rutherford New Jersey 01/06/06
Athens -Greece.survived !barely-
Wembley 18/06/07- no words- just smiles!
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Comments

  • even flow?even flow? Posts: 8,066
    Good to see you stop by.

    There is too much to ingest going on.
    You've changed your place in this world!
  • yes yes... good to see you, sultry :)

    the news is horrible stuff sometimes
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