Saturday, July 5, 2014


           Sometimes words wake me up and I have to write them down to get back to sleep. This doesn't mean I always understand them or know why they struggle for birth.
                                     In the middle of a pouring down night
                                             Trying to find...
                                    A Simon, A Peter, A Cepheus, A Petra, A Rock
                                         Something, anything to stand on
                                                     I found you
                                               Flesh and blood you.

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