EvaluationA Poem by Count Humilussilence of meMy mind won’t stop racing towards the end of the earth My mind still thinks the world is flat My mind thinks if I could just get to the end… I slam on the breaks with two k-pins But the breaks are shot, with a broken emergency break in sight I let go of the gas but every time I do this, I go faster and faster and faster
Covering my face with my arms at this inevitable disaster © 2009 Count Humilus |
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1 Review Added on April 7, 2009 AuthorCount HumilusDriftingAboutMy interests include: Writing things Old cameras Records Raw Fish Typewriters Bernard Tapie Anglo Concertinas Instillations Filming movies The Pacific ocean .. more..Writing
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