4.8.08

Little Room


Claustrophobic
Little room
Little room
Filled to the brim
Artifacts
Lost tracks
Television screens
Neon dreams
Painted plastic
Aerosol cans
Dreams of sailing
To foreign lands
Entities spawned
From different wombs
Sometimes singing
To the same tune
Some a harmony
Or a discordant note
Half empty bottles
And some coke
Claustrophobic
Little room
Little room
Endless gloom
Forever doomed
Welcome to my generation.

1 comment:

Psyche said...

I know this room...