I´m working on a poem that´s so true, I can´t show it to anyone.
I could never show it to anyone.
Because it says exactly what I think, and what I think scares me.
Sometimes it pleases me.
And this poem says exactly what I think.
Sunday, 27 May 2012
As I Wrote in the Last Post...
As I wrote in the last post: extremity doesn´t work. But this one is a good one: