Wednesday, January 19, 2011

I watch my cigarette smoking itself.

For just one moment, 
I’d like to be the person inside my head. 
I want to give voice to the words running in my head because inside, they are loud and they are powerful
 For just one moment, 
I want to live in the ultimate utopia, not the corporative utopia, not the religiously sought out utopia,
 but the one where justice is of the banner of hope.
For just one moment… 

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