Monday, February 8, 2010

MARY'S? SOLO

The walls are closing in. Unspotted. Look up, black ceilings.
See someone who shares your feelings -Who's reeling?
But is she stealing?

No - I mean Mary Jane, when she's solo on the choir. 
My brain turns on an extra wire
Thoughts so dire they go on fire;
Leaving me with the need to acquire

Change your mind-state;
allow it to conjugate 
Some words say make them irate;
No need for a debate, jest let them hate
Hold on until you reach the pearly gate;
To meet your soul-mate
ART - ALLOW IT TO HAPPEN

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