by neonmeatdreams
@ 2008-05-23 - 09:29:18
I am
Split down the middle
Cracked like eggs
Picked them shells up
Put the yolks back in again
I am
Finding my way through the dark
Hands out
Feeling for changes
Going no where
Visiting a million places
I am
Still
Meditate
Piloting
Astral planes
Is not so great
When we wake
I am blue
I am
Still I
You are
Still you