Paint it Red.

A real house or a facade?
That's the real question. Floating down the highway, lost in the west. 
Dusty roads that lead to dead ends. Set up shop in an abandon town hoping to lure
in the ghosts. Because they don't need to eat or sleep either. So here I am existing among the lost
and the invisible. I have forgotten if I am alive or dead. 
I'll paint the town red.

1 comment:

  1. Hello,
    I do love our site, your unique style is calm and honest- thanks for sharing.
    i also like your music, and the Jung quote, I'm very partial to Jung.
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