
Welcome To My Journal...
I turned on the light in the attic of your mind. I wondered if you saw me. The strangness of your beautful nature, confounding...confiding...conflicted, colliding...
You turned on the radio in my mind. Dead static over comes me. The channels don't play anymore, and when the voices come on their langugue engulfs me...entraps me..becomes me...
I love this one. I know the feeling exactly.