triplag


for your information this is what acid bats listen to while flapping against the black crescent moon
as rain falls upwards and ground falls away beneath you time slowing to a stop
you feel your body slowly rot
mind locked caught in knots
untying each and everyone one
coming undone
fly through the black hole sun
begin again on the other side
a new universe in which you may hide
and live again till the end
always coming back again
brilliant, isnt it?
thats why we so often recall
all of the ways the thoughts say were all
its silly really
the utter perfection
till you realize we are endless reflection ~psy~

Normally, I don't understand/get poetry very well. Prose is my tool and I'm stubborn about poetry.

This work really reached me, really touched me.

Thank you for sharing.

thanks pandora that means quite a bit

what is the difference between poetry an prose?

thanks , the chillout radio on their site is great too...listening to it right now