Ancilliary thoughts are buzzwords kept in rhythm,
chasing down the laden road
where all of us are minions.
Scry the hidden words
never speak what you will read,
dance softly in the dust of life
where none of us can breathe.
Ancilliary thoughts are buzzwords kept in rhythm,
chasing down the laden road
where all of us are minions.
Scry the hidden words
never speak what you will read,
dance softly in the dust of life
where none of us can breathe.
To Ink - a blog from Melting Neurons 