Thursday, January 21, 2010


Desperation makes the rhythm
Of death a constant drumming

The beat on life
A funky dance
Swimming in music
Is how the tune goes

Walking on the water of your madness
Fishing the debris in your drink
A whirlpool on the rocks

Even your language becomes beautiful
When you are dying

New names are given
With such a baptism
New hopes of reaching the free world

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