Sunday, August 11, 2013


the sounds of birds fill my ears
the sounds of chainsaws fill my fears
the anger, the danger, the madness
it all boils down to one moment

the choice is to explode or implode
to be erased, tazed or phased
into something you're not
into something you will never be

when your moment comes
what will you do
for a chance at glory
or your place in the gutter

so listen for the sounds
listen to the sounds
that carry signals from the past
to the future and your present

Are you present?

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