This is writing that doesn't fit into any particular category. It's not prose and it's not quite poetry. It's not quite sane but it's something healthy. Not all of us have it figured out. I sure as hell don't. It's a series of locutions on madness and locura.

Saturday, January 30, 2010

I will End this, I will end this Escape.

I will end this escape
This dreamland of No's and Don'ts
I will leave the swamp soon
We will be one again

And I'll smile on your day
I won't have on my everyday frown

I won't be afraid to say it
There's always a half-full
There's always a second view
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