Saturday, September 7, 2013

Quaking

i can feel
the earth vibrate under me
an anger
boiling
inside the surface
the mad god sits
silently
plotting
the demise of 
everything

when the cracks appear
doubts disappear
there is only one
thing to do
run like fuck
run like fuck, man
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