human condition
Posted on Oct 31st, 2006
by 
sass
sass
Nothing is wasted. though sometimes things seem wrong. i wonder. when we are all so beautiful that none of us are happy. our world is in flames. under our feet. there are dangerous people in the corridors. we fight.
and we wander these paths with regrets on our lips. i wonder. when was i happy? but. it all cycles through. the worst of it.
we are beautiful creatures. even perhaps, or particularly, because we are asleep. just now. sleeping.
i want to sweep all of us up in the arc of my love. i will.
now is the time.
i whisper to you. awake, beautiful.
and we wander these paths with regrets on our lips. i wonder. when was i happy? but. it all cycles through. the worst of it.
we are beautiful creatures. even perhaps, or particularly, because we are asleep. just now. sleeping.
i want to sweep all of us up in the arc of my love. i will.
now is the time.
i whisper to you. awake, beautiful.
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