decadent living, decadent sleeping.
hoo hoo, today i woke up
without the sound of alarms, of shuffling feet,
of banging doors, of rushing.
and it feels too good to last.
Monday, March 05, 2007
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There were two glasses and two chairs
And two people with the one pulse
(Somebody stopped the moving stairs)
Time was away and somewhere else.
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