my ancient friends in their dresses and beards, and me

November 11, 2008

to my ancient friends in their dresses and  their beards:

i love your warriors and impersonators 

fighting love while hiding love

i am nothing without you

though nothingness is 

the desired state sometimes

 

we enjoy destruction

we celebrate love secretely

my ancient friends in their dresses and their beards

and me

 

you know, us three, in my mind, sense everything surrounding us

can’t decide between i and all

constantly, and lonesome

depressed, but if we repress

we can’t survive 

our honest middle ground

 

we enjoy destruction

we celebrate love secretely

my ancient friends in their dresses and their beards

and me

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