Criptic Critic Conscience and Known for it

Thursday, June 11, 2009

All I have is
a kind of
Atmosphere. a type.
Kind of an atmosphere,
that you get,
not for ever,
Just passing by.

people just go out
like boats,
their wake strays
a way,
spreading so all can
see, and if So
follow, That's how
you get a lot of people
to follow you.

Drive by
near al ot of
people, who a r e
and let them float
in your wake,
As king
Driving - Pilot-Boat.

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