Birxande

What makes a writer fall out of RHYTHM? What makes a painter loose life's COLOUR? What makes people abandon their WORLD? This feeling of being lost unknowing is one of deep drowning Diving down, and farther and farther, and farther only too late to realize that is wasn't farther forward But further down one day crashing to the depths, unknowing What makes the dogs howl at the MOON? What makes the cats come and GO? What makes people special to understand MORTALITY? Perhaps it is no longer new The taste of adrenaline sweet exhilaration an addiction that is the slow poison of fragile cores But still searching