Friday, June 7, 2013

The Safety of Simple



My days float by like white clouds
My nights are other lives
My projects all are varied
No pressure to be had
Not stabbed with constant shortage
No pressure to be grand
No pressure for production
No laws invade my stand
I'm free to roam about now
I'm free to sit and think
I'm free to lose my place in line
I'm free and I believe
The shark notices me swimming
Within the absence of all fears
He knows I bled out long ago
He seeks another's best
He seeks another's life blood
He seeks another's end
My immunity to danger
Is a simple life's best friend.

-EVE Featherstone

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