pensive Joana. There is now a still mood in the air As the response is awaited The sun shines strongly Covering the roofs with an intense white light That showers the trees with a blinding glow The spiders rest quietly in their fragile webs As the water that has previously corrupted their calmness Now reflects the light shade of blue That clashes with the dark clouds inside the brain The wind whistles restlessly And upset Howling softly Gathering to the delicate laughter of the waving trees There is a palpable apprehension in this seemingly apathetic air There's a repressed mayhem Disguised as solitude Inside these dark caves Which has been longing to break through And breathe the polluted oxygen And in this moment More than ever The despair The desire To break And destroy Are dangerously Imminent 000710 ... sharkieandgeorge Pensive, he says i'm pensive. And i am :) Still. [ these_are_the_thoughts ] 020702 ... Cicero for quick-set pattern I cry, "Go not!" there - into Manhattan - into cold criss-cross blocked nobodies with the Great Gargoyles looming over you through all the misery 030206 ... camille http://www.quadplex.com/ as a quest guest 061202 ... unhinged i would really like to sort all this shit out (bitter alone used up shriveled dry) but the big aching hole in the middle of my chest makes it hard to think some day i will learn to stick up for myself some fucking day 080721 what's it to you? who go blather from