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January 25, 2010

soothing escape into happiness.
brighter skies on brand new time.

no harsh confinement in loneliness.
no brooding storms over ominous times.

in a flash of the mind,
new awareness.
in windswept horizons of primeval terrain,
new consciousness.

like a blossom of omnipotence.
the infinity of finite time.

By Paul B Womack | Comments (0)

January 11, 2010

I cheat on a daily basis.
I lie at an incredible rate.
and I get away with it.
It’s great.

but the well of my soul
is emptied with every lie.

and I can only draw water
until the well runs dry.

then I die.

By Paul B Womack | Comments (0)