Sunday, June 27, 2004

For a straight thought, on the dot….

Of communism by day; of wealth and state by night.
Of a world with equality, people in harmony, natural soil with fertility, happy dreams with less desire, air so pure and thoughts so clear. Of unadulterated tears from unclogged drains.
And when the night decides to walk with all her beauty, and captures dreams and launders it in diamonds and clean backyards and shapely women in fine attire…..
Nothing’s fixed, not even fun or the sun…
There’s no fixity, not even in the flow of a stream headed west.

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