inspired by AudioSlave’s “Show Me How To Live“
A desert remains where I feel lost…
unbound by time,
fragranced with wine.
So many times, diffident when faced with a cause
not a follower nor a leader, but effaced from it all.
I believe because I don’t understand the way others choose to live.
Recoiling and replaying these useless episodes onto a sieve.
But when the heat rises from within, when something ticks me off,
damn you all, for you will know what my nature is all about.
Gnawing through to the other side without any questions asked.
No doubt of my purpose lingers when I’m compelled…
to act … to pounce.
unga bunga girl 