Friday, November 27, 2009
When you degenerate into a jingxian
You write a poem-
ZenAnd when you get something,
You just want more -
So I ask for less,
But with so little life's just a bore.
Had so little it bored me to tears,
Or was I just crying out of my fears?
For what happened next only one else should know
In the end, i'm my deepest foe.