Empty Model

Created: August 21st, 2008

How was the world�s time spent?
-Among burglars, jesters, prognosticators
The lunatic asylum crept to discover
They found a path
                A venue

If I were to leap
        Unto the humans
Fires would burn a dead sea
        Of eyes
Those few satires
        Would implore
                Sacred thoughts

To explore sacred thoughts
        And decree smug attitudes�.

I once knew a child
        Who thwarted divine benefits
        -They had divine purpose
                And no one to please

Arabian centerfolds have no place
        Here

Never forgive mental absence