Hey you!

I’ve heard this music in a dream before. Somewhere. Here. I don’t know. But you were there. And the truth was there too. And the dark bare cold branches creak and thrash around in the wind roaring like a jet engine low in the sky. But why? Why does the way the smoke moving around my hand as I pull it away from my mouth hold the key to something, something that I don’t quite understand, something I’ve searched for my entire life but cannot quite put my finger on at this very moment.

Hey you! would you help me to carry the stone.
Open your heart, I’m coming home.

But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high as you can see"

No matter how he tried he tried he could not break free
And the worms ate into his brain.

Hey you! Out there beyond the wall
Breaking bottles in the hall, can you help me

Hey you! Don’t tell me there’s no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall

~ Pink Floyd ~

Monotony

Monotony clings to me like spilled honey
slowly it pours over me, sticky but not sweet--- bitter
each nanosecond stretches out into forever.