Sergio
11-24-2004, 02:17 AM
They called me mad they did. Every one of them with pointed fingers and raging staring eyes and gaping mouths. With such an appalled look of disgust on their faces wondering how? why? who could ever? but the answer was clear to me as day. My dirty spoon knew the way. So I held it close and shined it with steam from my mouth and rubbed it with my bare hands. Soon I could see our reflection. You and I staring into my dirty spoon looking into the future, into a world where only gods can see. We saw everything from joy to ash and shadow within our future lives, as well as the lives of everyone in the world. Tell them we could. Warn them of their broken paths, but silent we remain. To much power this knowledge would be. So jealous and disgusted they all were. My dirty spoon was mine alone and shared it with you did I. Selfishly secrets of the world we kept. My dirty spoon my treasure. our precious, our love, our secret.
Something I originaly wrote for an online comunity I belong to, but just felt like sharing with you guys. Maybe it will give you a chuckle or something. Hope you guys have a nice turkey day. I used this pic before but it fits well.
Something I originaly wrote for an online comunity I belong to, but just felt like sharing with you guys. Maybe it will give you a chuckle or something. Hope you guys have a nice turkey day. I used this pic before but it fits well.