5.18.08

up too late sinking into thought

Don’t provoke a thought,

In dismay it will compile,

 

Unravel my dreads,

Transplant my process,

Covered wagon of raw materials to work with,

 

Hesitate to think,

But I didn't think to hesitate,

Knowing this is far from the real deal.

 

I don't want any part of your survival,

But i suffer for you to strive,

 

I am dead,

So you will live,

My spirit can't kick start my optimism.