I have been told a thousand times
that I am the sage dream,
slowly, through the years becoming senile.
I continue to haunt the active mind,
with sub-conscious thoughts
which easily poison
reality.
BINABASA MO ANG
Slip of the Tongue ~ A Collection of Poetry
Poetry"But I don't want comfort. I want poetry. I want danger. I want freedom. I want goodness. I want sin." ~Aldous Huxley