the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Neon Halo

Walk the gauntlet,
I can't believe I got this far.
But I keep my cool
Because I know very well
Who I am.

Ambiance with a thud,
We bump into each other
In the synthetic weather
Of suspended heat.
We drop into air.

Back to the artificial
We are proficient in this kitchen,
Cooking up a storm, born of pride,
Plastic cup sinking.
You blink and then it's gone
This is my youth and it's still going strong.

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