I am wandering, my footsteps falling into focus out there —
I am not alone but walk where others set their staffs and wonder.
I say, "How can one be found if one is never lost?" They laugh.
LG
7:33am monday, 29th october
"Darkness. Luminous earth. We stared out, starved for knowledge,
and we felt, in its place, a substitute:
indifference that appeared benign."
Stand
10:15am monday, 29th october
Cool. Thanks.
John Luke Pickerd
1:42pm monday, 29th october
I eat with a smile
There is stool in my toilet
Flush my friend for there is nothing to fear
This stool has poisoned you soul
And it smeels like burnt rubber.
Serena190
11:15pm monday, 29th october
I'm still thinking about that. *looks at the writing* It makes sense but I can't put how it makes me feel into words. I dislike that sometimes. *-_-*
LG
Stand
John Luke Pickerd
Serena190