Saturday, April 25, 2015

text soda pop

"hey, someone else, will I see you there?" 
thère at an eventful yesterday's faire

why pop soda chugging if it is not for a thirst?
thirst for hitting the spot on: 
"why one clings to the idea of some beauty 
some beauty that accepts us perpetually?"

something remains a fuel to this engine
who reinvents ourselves fragilely and transiently 
yet persistently

such a new found industrial age of other me(s) ago