K Street - A Weblog

a matrix blog? it is entirely too much for me right now. the mark and the john are gone. i am alone. the night is dark. why am i doing this again?

Try to fly in desperation, wings come into view
Nicotine is from my system, assistance
Sleep, I have been sleeping for so long
Run with safety underneath the feet they so adore
Hen suspects the fox on guard beside the golden door
Sweating from my system
I'll make across the wall
I'll tumble down the wall

Dreaming, I am - Bob Mould