Fresh bitter air tainted
with crushed spirits,
Confinement crashes hope into the walls while your dreams go
through the windshield.
Disolve into neautrality and behave silently.
Observe but never interfere; that's the rule.
Blindly walk into trouble and say kind words.
Look through your breath at a world full of bland tired repetitive
expressions; taste.
I want to be as dark as a writer.
As purely black as Oscar Wildes soul.
As disturbed as Charles Bukowskis' nightmares.
Normal is nice but disturbed is adventure. -9:00
AM