One Of Those DaysIt’s just the same ordinary day in life,One Of Those Days
One that keeps you standing on the edge of the knife. I need something better, ‘cause right now life has no meaning, With no excitement, I can’t believe what I’m seeing.
Because right when I woke up, I knew something was wrong, The feeling that keeps on telling me I don’t belong. With the world laughing at me, everything sucks, You’d better keep your distance...‘cause I’ve had enough.
On the bus I sit all alone in the back seat, And it doesn’t help when everyone stinks from the heat. People all around continue as though they don
MayflyWisconsin, Mid-West. The flies are like bears around honey; bees around their queen. Their clocks can stop running from either half an hour to an entire day of life. The air is syncopated tightly with the collective beating of their trillion wings - so numerous that they are cities of lights and planar systems to mankind below.Mayfly
Neon flashing red - the sign read "CLOSED SORRY" and yet the population of mayflies perched upon them reached a several million. In Wisconsin, they outnumber citizens twenty-five million
to one. Strength in numbers - yet why are they
Glass MoonA liquid eclipse that savors its crawl across the horizon Acceptance of the celestial curtain above; fireflies caught in a net of crystal silence and divine darkness.Glass Moon
With the root of all evil consuming those on earth and only a theater of dreams to attract us to the stars, it's obvious that we look up to something abstract something complex something inconceivable but irretrievably pure.
Arguments with the clouds commence to break them apart; Dialogue with the rain begins in order to reach agreement; Eye contact with the moon to conn
StardrunkFar away from the buildings - away from light and other distracting human structures. Ten strong, we students slip through the Japanese garden. - Past the marble waterfall, pebbled pathways, secret windows - and down the hill of watery blades of grass. The fields - alive with sportsmen and athletes and sunshine by day - are warmly silent and sway to the chilled night breeze.Stardrunk
We glance up at the celestial heavens above and pull aside its crystal black curtain and focus on train of thought. Be it Orion, Cassiopeia, or Ursa Major.
We spin, we twirl, we pirouett
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