Words are smashing
to abrogate thoughts.
Life is
making it's pace in a paceless place
in a thoughtless race
like a stone
shinning
in a sunny
sprinkling
mesh
to abase
the connect
in a planetary
debase,
a thoughtless trace.
The matters
are scattered
around
making
sounds
to abound
for a meaning
in a meaningless
world of
warring, and
consuming
clowns.
Words are smashing
in a meaningless
thoughtless sound.
No comments:
Post a Comment