A mind wasted

04 Jan 2010

·hellfire

boredom leisurely filtered between the fresh impressions of teeth marks left on my ball point pen my mind blank like virginal snow that blankets the grasslands of greatness waiting anticipating that single moment that tilt the axes when life slowly rewinds itself drips back into existence…

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Art….. is the footprint of inner essence – James Carver

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