Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Speak too soon.


What the fuck does it matter at this point.
Lot of sporadic dreaming that I can't remember.
Not as many migraines, but more and more little visions...
Hallucinating and prophetical. What's the difference??

Dig holes. Fill wombs. Eat well. Knock on Tombs.
Pay my respects to whatever, whomever, you are. Call, Call, Call.
There are bats all around- spirits and souls on their backs.

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