27 November 2006

There Is Nothing In These Eyes But Our Design...

My heads, my hands, my hearts
You tell me they are worlds apart
But something beneath the nodes
Is your golden, I'm feeding on it


Blogger BD said...

...our design is bound in infinity... - Just Thinking

Anonymous Anonymous said...

fingernails and hair follicles
hand tremors and knots
its all me
its all you
its us all

in my choice to chose to eat nothing... i try to risk nothing. i try to feed off myself, so someone else's golden doesn't make me crumble.


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