Saturday, June 20, 2009
dangling
detach from the despair, the desolation
dance in the dawn, the desirable
dangling are the darkness, the deprivation
down they go into the doldrums
duty i have but distinction i do not
dampened i am but desperate i am not
what does it matter anyway? are we not destructible
doomed to the equaliser in our destiny
don't deny me my delight, my delicacies
i am as i am needed to be
as i need to be
dangling in the draft
devoid of the disappointment, the cravings
keeping my secrets ; for her
- 11:23 PM