Saturday, 24 October 2009

Reflections of Nothing

Reflections of nothing

Must look like something

If the law of opposites is to be believed.

In which case I am always nowhere,

Yet I clothe myself in mountains and stars,

I am a desolate drunk, stubborn in self-loathing,

I am a smiling child, waiting for the next hee-hee-hee.


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