Friday 31 October 2008

Illusive Reply

Under the influence of alcohol, only that, it's without alcohol.

Ravaged by the effects of sleep deprivation.

Standing here in the cold, shivering, waiting for an answer.

An answer to a not-so-burning question, but still, an answer.

Didn't you know it was rude to make people wait?


Under the influence of a movie, this time, with a movie.

Still ravaged by the effects of sleep deprivation, only this time, feelings are not on leash.

Standing here in the blur, squinting, waiting for a sighting.

A sighting for a clearer picture from the vague one in front of me.

I wouldn't mind spilling the beans, but would you be able to stomach it?


Everything's loose, nothings' on leash. It's dangerous, because there is no control.
But it feels free, it feels liberating.

I wonder what you're doing, imagine where you are
There's oceans in between us, but that's not very far

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