Pulverizing inner desires

by Talk Show Host   Oct 2, 2005


Closed door
light seeping in from beneath
You are inside
You are alone
have You asked me to come in?
sorry
those were just my illusions
pure hands
waving in the air
and blue lights
and pink lights
deafening sounds
have You held my hand?
sorry
that was just my imagination
walking outside
screams
and wails
and aren't you a star?
have You told me You loved me?
sorry
i'm just being me
an imbecile

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