darkly_deep mourninglight allow the fullness of the night invade no rest no rest only deep ever quickening, ever descending thus began zarathustra's downgoing the darkly deep of forest, ocean, you bring_me_the_sunset_in_a_cup and I will hold it to your lips, and allow its splashing laughing substance to trickle down your chin, as it burns my hands because I like that.. the wax..dripping between my fingers your touch filled my waking thoughts last night, where there were no dreams God said let there be light and there was light and it was good the wax... 040828 ... symphonic . 040828 ... nomatter I waited up for what seemed like hours cleaning and scrubbing waiting for the rest to finally find their way to bed I seem to always be waiting for soemthing or someone I went straight to the cupboard the bottle is nearly empty now ....may cause drowsiness... alcohol may intensify this effect... this doesn't concern me I pop two straight in my mouth and wash it down with pink lemonade I grab another, my atm card and a straw sit down in the cozy recliner next the the lamp two lines in each side just to make sure i feel it my stomach warm with whiskey i have no intent on sleeping i use this time and this state of mind to think 040829 what's it to you? who go blather from