i felt a breeze of sadness just now, i wonder. oh,
it was just my natural state of sleepless.
a sonic existance emits; i am aware of it's origin,

nonetheless, i turn to scan the room for the culprit,

and i am left alone to my own devices,
as i assault my own senses.

06/28/2004

Posted on 06/28/2004
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