Friday, January 14, 2005

In A Grey Evening

by D.X. Liu

Bears, teddy bears, yes;
colliding with a dinosaure,
dancing in the raine;
that may not be the way,
sir, to do business, sir.
That is -- hey! -- that,
that is so unnecessary;
alright, anyway, caught myself,
good thing i was awake.

So the pebbles fly,
so we pass on by,
we can barely float on,
but we all float on down.
A gleaming hook,
winding and jerking about,
what is it? --
--Time.

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