Can't rely on me for inspiration.
Something stirred inside. felt like indignation.
Never been one to shy from instigation.
Don't know why. I offer no explanation.
Could catch you all with spellbound captivation.
But you can fall. Hit the ground. I'm no salvation.
My wavelength's tuned to farout unknown staions.
Returning soon
Homeward
My final destination.
Watch this space. A coming dedication
For those out of place, those lacking inspiration.
A changing face. A god inspired mutation.
My mindless waste. My preference
Alienation.
C.R.
25/10/2010
Out Of Place
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Charles Revitt
- Clearwater Poet
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- Joined: Mon Jul 11, 2011 3:35 am
- Tag line: Experience everything
- Location: Sheffield, UK
Out Of Place
"Some will die in hot pursuit in fiery auto crashes.
Some will die in hot pursuit while sifting through my ashes.
Some will fall in love with life and drink it from a fountain that is pouring like an avalanche coming down the mountain."
.......The Butthole Surfers
Some will die in hot pursuit while sifting through my ashes.
Some will fall in love with life and drink it from a fountain that is pouring like an avalanche coming down the mountain."
.......The Butthole Surfers
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