Sunday, November 29, 2009

greater than gravity.

paper tissue

i dreamed last night that i was riding down a hill.
and there were no brakes. no way to stop.
it was a little bit scary. but kind of serene and peaceful in a way.
specs of green, blue and grays passed by me.
i wasn't worried. i just let the breeze take me. and flew away.
maybe we all want to be free. but something inside wants to hold on.
or maybe i just like to ramble sometimes.
in the words of neil young,
'don't take much to see, what they've been thinking of.
what makes you hypnotized? what puts a tear in your eye?
what makes you have to choose? what brings you the blues?
a little thing called love.'


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