Fault/Salt & Your Hill

DELETEDDELETED Posts: 421
edited January 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Hold on no more,
Went up the hill away from the bottom
Nobody ever saw 'em
Well, well done, men
Down to the bottom, can't go
With their wake, their nausea can moan
Open your eyes and crack the gold crust despite your lust
Can't do what you can
OK, whatever man...

Sorry I'm not @ fault
You are not the slug, but the salt?
where's the doubt, men?
come on,
Give me a reason to give in
Don't you see the bottom?
I am not on your "hill", nor in your zone
I am rootbound because you never gave me time to grow.

December 18th, 2006
Post edited by Unknown User on

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  • DELETEDDELETED Posts: 421
    ^^^ That was for the fuckers who get their head stuck in a place I like to call the clouds.
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