Thursday, March 08, 2007

letters dancin to the rhythm

crazy nights and days
all things upsidedown

things happen so much that I dont get a chance to
think them through

likewhen you write and the words are too slow for your stream of gushing thought
letters get lost dropped on the way wandering about

whre do those lost letters go?

is it to the sameland of missing socks?

feel like preparing a late late night soup with all means of goodness in it

it is a mazing when the maze of the day
is disconnected
how it can be out of the ordinary..
why eat sleep
in those times

get out of thetimeframe
and you find so many new combinations
of life rhythm

move to your own beat..
find it