2002-05-29

Following ravens until I tire
And fall
It is here that you found me
This shell of summertime
Shattering and leaving its pieces all over me
While the acids
From my over-used calves
Burn at my willpower
Until nothing is left
Of my rational mind
And this thing takes over my mind
It only knows how to hurt
Love is the function
Of another sector of the brain all-together
And that part is now
Closed due to technical difficulties
Like that leaky ceiling in there somewhere
That drips away IQ points
Drowning common sense
Not that I ever
Had much of it anyway

~Matt Magus

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