Monday, March 05, 2007 9:12 PM

it's come again
this feeling of discontent, of want bubbling over, words spilling and tumbling over each other in an eager effort to get out, to be released, to be free. will it stay?
i hope so
kind of miss it a little. staying high and dry may be a nice thing to do but it is admittedly rather boring. who cares if anyone finds that i'm trying to hard to be an artsy fart? too bad for no one in particular i guess. it just doesn't affect me.
now stop being redundant
and don't be the moth flinging itself into the midst of the flame in a fit of passion or fancy
it's just a masquerade!
parade your feelings on paper hearts pinned to your sleeves
billowing material
glitter and gloss with sparkles used sparingly
it's just a masquerade!
dance the night away
lose sense to the winds in the depths
and when the streaks of pink appear, brush away the crumbs of memory and walk away
it's just a masquerade!