November 2011
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Thoughts That Haunt Me
Trees barren in this moment of clarity
A black sky littered with with puffy specs of gray
And a wind chill that raises the hair on your neck
And they break,
Not the branch from the tree,
Not the bursting of water from a spec of gray
But my thoughts.
They spill all over the ground as if my mind had evaprated
They ooze from every crevice of my body.
My pores expand and invisible words seep...
Nov. 25, 2011- A Date With Time
So I woke up today with a hangover from the nothingness I did yesterday. Ready for yet another day to do, Nothing. Sitting on the couch, watching the same set of movies I watched yesterday, it hit me. It hit me hard. What am I doing? What advances have I made? What advantage am I, Cameron McCarty, making of the ability to do nothing? These are the set of questions that I have been waiting to ask...
Just a REALLY simple one verse song that I put...