Sunday, February 21, 2010

Does Life Work?

The Strobe puffing its light into the darkness of the room. A world in tears can become a dream, that haunting feeling overwhelmed by fantastical simplicity, the dark colours of life, obscured, life working on the outskirts of its own life, wearing its blinkers, transferring them to me, looking for my innocent embrace, for my niave compliance. Ultimately though, I can only deal in the truth of my mind and heart and I ask 'Does Life Work?'
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