Saturday, July 3, 2010

Tipsy Topsy


laugh riot, shouting your brains out and you can't help but want to turn it up louder. feel the vibe totally consume you, running up your spine, pulsing straight through you. tipsy topsy and you're gold like the sun, bubbling twisters and your head is gone. out of reality, you've married insanity and when all else fails you shall prevail and as you strum forward with little blisters of hope you can only imagine what will become of such sout. wipe your eyes dreamy child and rise like a volcano, cloudy haze and your loving everything about it, a glittery misfortunate. feathery truths and pile of memories. memories pushing at you, ripping the seams, and everything that was anything ultimately becomes nothing and once you've seen the scene, will you then believe, like a kick in the mouth.. did you expect everything to change without your willing foot forward, mind in the gutter looking for those coins, but why not try and reach up a little higher for something worth so much more..

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