519am 08 mar 09

eyes pop open
a thousand miles
a million miles
light years
years from now
two thousand and twelve years from now
ive lost an hour
im lost for an hour
but now i’m sound
elusive sleep
wheels spinning
oil can says the tin man
if i only…
ahhhh come back
a week forever
a weak, bleak december
remember?
march on, soldier
stay the course
somethings gotta give…
some things are forever
paced carpet
a path worn and discernable
pacing for progress
walk for the cure
alms for the poor
spare change
i am not a crook
the great repression is upon us
the devolution is being televised
close the lids please
sunday morning haunts forever
guess ill go watch one more sunrise.