Friday, December 12, 2008


You enjoy being left alone.
When imagination strikes most.
Your ability to create an illusion of it. 
How you would birth its existence. 
By only grasping those moments you laid naked. 
Your sleepless accelerated mind.
Your finding yourself in a relationship with your mind left alone aside. 
Through my older eyes. 
Its set to see me last your life. 
You spend to much time with it on your mind.
You can no longer see it.
love it. 
want it. 
physically you were always unaware.
You will walk alone happy in blind.
drunken till a state of momentary delight.

the female zoo