Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

The brain's shadow
haunts the skull.
lights darken
the room.
quieter than
soundless
screams.
someone should've
whispered
'Sorry'
at the very beginning.
Instead,
the Word
we got was
this other one.
Now
it's too late
to quit
too early
to give in
and to late
to be too early
to rise.
Night impends.

"the brain's shadow
haunts the skull"

That one got me right away.

And it's never too late to be too late,
or so it would seem.

"the brain's shadow
haunts the skull"

That one got me right away.

Ja, das ist Poesie, aber es ist nicht Rationalität. e.-e.-hund! Kriminelle und Abweichlern machen großen Dichter.