Monday, September 24, 2012

Stagnation

There is much beauty around but yet my eyes remain shut. Much confusion in the mind, muddled with the day to day This is what brings the artist down, the blinds of a horse that steers the cart each day Follow the carrot and continue to eat your oats. You are such a good girl with a smack on the flank by a stinging whip each day.

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