In The Black Box

THIS IS THE NIGHT TIME, MY TIME OF UTTER CONFUSION AND CLARITY

Memory Boy

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Those ripples you made went deaf in the sadness.. stopped by walls of workloads and duffled by the heavy blankets of tired eyes and ears…but brilliance you were and brilliance you will be again.. and where to start, and where to throw you in? Liking those familiar fabrics, ripples on the wall.. fire in the belly of the beast, waiting to engage again, waiting to feel that familiar  fighting spirit.. let loose, alone this time, waiting, hoping , holding onto the railing and swashing the foot out… you will connect with someone,

you need to have this and that, a plan, and the best ways of connection and retraction… if this is all that is available now… will you make do with the usual?

Workload

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Written by Dave

June 13, 2009 at 3:12 AM

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