20070807
07:53
when I was younger
i pushed my arms
at the clouds.
we watched those shuttles taking off
stretch their wings and explode.
i'm 15 years older now
and the laces of my shoes are
as good as roots stuck in the ground.
but if you can keep your head up
i'll strain to move us there.
i started out then
brain expanding
at a steady rate.
but it reached the edges of my skull,
and i heard a low whining rise.
i've been hitting and
scratching my head on walls,
still hear it spinning in the frame.
but if you can keep your head up
i'll strain to move us there.
but i'm too tired to keep my promises.
but if you can keep your head up
i'll strain to move us there.
but i'll never keep all these promises.
my arms have been pushing since youth.
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this is indeed enjoyable.
-count blackula