if you could see my mind

hey,
You'd probably hear thoughts you wish not to hear. A slight tingle in your ear. Two lights humming up above as the five blades remain motionless. And yet here i lay typing into this miniature keypad hoping someone will read my words. It seems so cliche and ordinary to post a bulletin, but for some mystic reason i continue typing. Maybe, by chance, people will pry the letters from my vocabulary and make their own phrase. Just remember this: don't be someone's slogan when you can be poetry.

♥ tony