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Sunday, June 7, 2009

You Burnt Out

Names change like passing stars
but faces stay the same from afar
dive above the lights into the atmosphere
ignore their political fear.
Reaching for Pluto you burnt out
spinning in an orbit of doubt.
Ride the commets tail,
re-read the dark side of pale
while a war of worlds rages
between nuclear sages.
Make a mark that's lost
beneath its cost,
make a mark that's lost
beneath the double crossed.

1 comment:

Every Photo Tells A Story said...

Hmmm, I will have to re-read this one for its meaning. That, or I need to go back to school:)

But, I love the idea of this line:

"Names change like passing stars
but faces stay the same from afar.."

(And, just stopping by to say hello.)