Belligerent Poetry
spun
what`s that sound
its the noise of the world
spinnning so slowly around,
so that up is down
and you don`t know when to sleep
and you don`t know where you are
might be lying on your back
watching the stars
on a hill in the dark in new york
or staring at the people
on a tokyo subway
or anywhere inbetween
simply drifting along
with the rest of the world.
-wil 11.10.01