Explode in the afternoon...
Explode in the afternoon
all the late build up
and early
compromise...
Scream through
the stress barrier
and shatter all
the freeze dried futility...
Rest away from the
nitpicking nonsense
and dream back
into composure...
Recreate a new view
without borders
in numerous dimensions
and a million colours...
Joy Weare,
27th June, 2011.
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