Gathering Data

He woke up from this drown,
Opened the grey wall to eat,
Wrote with watch and flesh,
But, the fire withdraws again,
And to me he decided to jump,
Once again drowned in the bed,
… I guess!

He woke up from this hazard,
With shoes off and sand to hear,
Rain to thunder as him to knot,
Ran on the fish drinking grass,
Smelt roads as he read the light,
No more, to his brain, he gave up,
… I guess!

Thursday, 15th of October 2009