Sunday, November 16, 2008

If wishes were horses, I would be riding on the moon…


my wishes are unfair

my demands are unfair

my need is unfair

my asking is unfair

my love is unfair

you can’t give me what i want

you can’t fulfill what i need

my thirst for affection,

is unfairly large

insanely deep.

it is of quick-sand kind

anything comes in contact,

gets sucked in

my existence is a quivering

black hole…

what remains

is to maintain safe distance…

stay away from each others gravity…

if wishes were horses

i would be riding on the moon…