COCOON SONG
You whistle a tune.
A sad, sorrow song.
You howl at the moon.
So lonely for too long.
It's been one of those strange days.
Peculiar maze - a slow-steady pace.
Can't get yourself together, can't figure it all out.
Blown fuses and some nerves worn-out.
You watch the candle flicker.
It whistles your sad tune.
You numb yourself with licker.
Crawl into your cocoon.
Safe within the womb.
At the beginning once more.
Pause, play, resume.
You finally reached the shore.
Poetry by Daybreaker
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Written on 2006-09-02 at 23:58
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