I was feeling faint

Weak, fragile and unreal

I was about to collapse

Decompose and fall apart

The end came

Before the start

Old age lines

Spread like disease

Chanting languages

Movements understood

September thunderstorms

Bolts break open the sky

Sitting behind desks

Crossing legs

Misplaced elastic

Spell check

Couple of donuts

Four pack hold

Didn’t get named

Watergate laughter

Burned inside

Dozen times

Multiplicity

Electricity!

© 2008 David Greg Harth

08.09.05.19:25:00@SchlesischeBerlin