Wednesday, 29 June 2011

Sacks of Signs

i couldn’t buy these words
for a million dollars
just stepped into the periphery
of a diamond sweep
after a very sweaty climb
when i believed in the signless
held my hand up
and believed i saw all kinds
of things
that were never there
funny how i can believe
my mind
when it is right behind my eyes
creatin’ heat
that i don’t know what to do with
i kinda sat through it
or at least i think i did
now i walk with an open sack
and pick up whatever i can find

- from Mixed Storm