embrace silentbob you hugged me like it was the last time you were going to see me like you were a spider, and i was your prey like an overused metaphoric cliche, that you clung to for dear life 030829 ... insouciant Thoughts race around my head Like motorcycles in a spherical cage Clattering noise, engines blaring Dangerously going no where But one embrace, tightly held Another abandoning their soul And allowing it to meet mine Quiets the cacophony 220802 what's it to you? who go blather from