星期日, 六月 10, 2007

P▼B ACTION

a black, a red
same memory, different mood

shake your soul, here he moves
follow the Pope, jump to the deep
to the self, to somewhere

drumming a shining rain
comes several ways
empty cups finish empty body
mix several languages and minor earthquakes

that is passion, and lost
pure red brings a familiar song
flows out tiring corpses
did they recover?

you are brave, to against natural timing
and then you scream, out loud
and then fall asleep
fall into a whirl

pool stays energetic and here he comes
to sleep, for a record sake

then leaves

 
posted by 米花 at 11:37 下午, |

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