Thursday, December 6, 2007

like bounds of smoke

Come to me, like bounds of smoke
Take note of who I am
I have already seen inside you, I already know
Where it is I want

I can’t stand these technologies
Technologies that keep at us apart
I am unaware of resolution
In these times we are left in

I wish others wished like me
Wanted what I want
Had eaten the things I’ve tasted like
Where is she, that I don’t know about?