The Waking Eye, by Sandwich Massacre Subscribe to rss feed for Sandwich Massacre

lie in silence
silence silence silence
read between the
silent stories roars get loud
louder in the distance
holding my ears is useless
the roaring finds me
as if i have no hands
as if i have no...

fight, smite
i was smitten with
a happy thought as the glass
shook and shattered
don't fight
i lie 
down
peer
up

the wind is winning
winding within, it takes 
everything and flings
everything into trees like bees
buzzing bees they buzz
away from me
as if i have no things
as if i have no...

cracking, smacking
i was lacking 
judgement and keen senses
where are my glasses?
who cares?
so i lie
down
peer
up

with proper training
whiskly breaking and bending
the roof is moving
the roof like ziplock zips unlocked
the wind wins again
blowing away goodbyes
as if i have no tears
as if i have no...

slowing, soothing
worm hole spinning
what is this place- i see the sky
don't need my glasses
i see it's blue
so i lie
down
peer 
up
peer 
down
here it comes again.


Posted: 2006-02-09 06:12:51 UTC

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