03 May 2011


Briefly 5/3

Hold my hand

I am Michael J. Wilson

Come with me into the deserts of wherever you are right now

The mind is a cage and is also the universe

I know it feels endless I know the dark of night

Tears fill glasses beside my bedside too

Here is a lone pine tree twisting blankly in the night

The bark is shredded paper is dry it is skin

We can walk til dawn I will not leave you

You will not leave me

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