Misguided satellite I circle by habit. Can't find my orbit to save my life. I want to fall, I want to burn. Like an ignorant crater less meteorite. . Long ago I was derailed, long ago the mission failed.
To what end. . To what end do we proceed so boldly. If all we are is chemical reactions. Yeah and what world have you, so deftly sold me. . If you reduce me.
entertain the hope that somehow you'll escape me. weld the bolts and close the iron gate. drink deeply THE ILLUSION OF YOUR SAFETY,. my how wishful thoughts inebriate,.
True friends stab you in the front. keep you from getting what you want. when one more fix could kill you. they help you realize that. . you're more and.