2006-02-01 - 2:33 p.m.
I'm still afraid
of the seamstress anyway
deaf whisper, raging limbs stop
Things in the trees, will slowly rock
as you ride on their needs
How could a joke
have putted us tall on that path?
There's no time to slow down
There's no time to reflect
Dali and Frued were out on a limb
Those sexy circuitry pioneers
now it's easy to have those thoughts again
