Call me what you will.
I don't seek thrill
from this.
I only seek enlightenment.
A higher feeling of betterment.
A need to be something more
than human.
All that straightening was useless.
The papers are still falling
uselssly
once more
to the floor.
Disagreement, nothing rhymes.
Selfishness.
Thats it.
It all boils
down |
down |
down.v
to that.
We were one.
I felt better sharing.
Being two as one
Two people
One brain.
One cos'.
One connection.
No need to
belong.
Sentence fragments
Lost in the fat of the brain
All collected
From the bottom of the
pot.
Have I lost my mind?
Somewhere between
here and
there.
Find the remote.
Rewind.
Let me do it over
My Number 2 cracked off.
And all the wrong-doings leaked
out.
But it won't change anything.
Unless I end it.
Once and for all.
Excitement?
Whatever.
You know what it all
boils
down to?
I don't know.
Thats it.
Useless sentence fragments.
Call it what you want.
I just want enlightenment.
Help.
Belong.
Not one.
But four.
