Muse Vomit
Every now and then my Muse visits me when she's been indulging in drink with the fairies. The inspirations she gives me at those times are incomplete and twisted...but they are not invaluabe. I record those ramblings here, in hopes that she will make sense of it all upon her return to me.


Wednesday, June 04, 2003  

sometimes I wonder if I am
or if I am was lingering

and the new has now come to distract me
for only this moment?
or will I be taken again into years of wondering
and wandering


I am learning to fear the moment
if it only lives in the moment
and never beyond


and never beyond

posted by The Amazon | 5:16 PM

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