Monday, May 31, 2004

Material possessions, meaningfullessness.
Brimming with reaction, just to feed this mess.
Wait until it slows down,
Teeming with all pain.
Just to see it wind round and fill your heart with straw.

Put your carpet down there,
and walk around the room.
Feel the empty feet sounds,
and your heart cocooned.

They say the greatest thing you'll ever learn,
Is just to love,
And be loved in return.

Where
is
the
return?

The eternal return.

Burns.