13 August 2005

don’t stop for the passengers

when dreams blend
when conversations merge
with voices
in your head
no one comes
to clear up the mess

slide through
don’t stop
for the passengers
stay empty
purposeless
know three things
and connect them

play the music
in you heart
there are no rests
because death is no holiday

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