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2003-03-02 - 2:29 a.m. Listening to unintentional harmonics Horticulturing your hydroponics Snorkling as you crawl upon it Someone says your all up on it Bleeding on your twisted bonnet This is not a happy sonnet Scratches on your future coffin Somehow you revisit often Doesn't suffocate like water Someone pray for sunspot's daughter. Never offer any quest, son This is not a tricky question Vital systems need reviving I'm not striving, not contriving I'm just listening for the rythym What obstructions need forgiving? Blockage cannot be excised This is more than human pride If you feel the wind of time See the light shine through this rhyme There's a careful hand at work In the whisperings which lurk Lingering effortless in space This is not a hopeless case � � |