thoughts caress ideas flow what’s happening I do not know red and blurring past my eyes a streak of conscious in the skies i lay i lye i wish to sleep and in my mind these thoughts to creep help me please i don’t know where but something evil creeps out there green and fat and nice to sit i wonder what to say to it as I lay upon the floor I ponder why I have no door a can, a man, oh man i can i have no attention span words upon my pencil tip coming from my […]
Daniel Clarke
Dedicated, Analytic, Professional
