[ transmission XI ] haunting the universe


[ 08.30.2011 ]

Haunting my way
through the empty universe,
so full of violent sounds
like spaceships
crash landing on strange soil,
far from Earth
and all its vague optimism –
for greener lands,
for greater things,
for holy hands,
for men with wings.

I feel like a ghost
with no life to relive,
just searching in space
for a reason to breathe,
or a reason to stay,
or a reason to leave.


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