The main is a stream we all drink from
But some of us drink more than others
And the ones that drink less tell
The ones that drink more they’re drunk.
But we all require the same amount of drink
So the ones that drink less get drunk off other streams
And don’t know they’re drunk
Until they return to drink from the main,
once again.
By Ashish Seth
https://twitter.com/TheAshishSeth
Dwell
I’m just gonna dwell on my love while you dwell on my problems, need a soft quiet place to dwell, from the spells and the metropolis hell, dwelling on my love in this well of opportunities and hopes, make me forget about my fears and hatreds, can’t dwell on them. No, no longer, no more, can’t dwell on my problems ‘cause dwelling on my problems means dwelling in a hell, a hell I’ve dwelt in for most of my life. No, I like this well, this alcove, this cave opening by the sea, with seagulls coming in and out to greet me and see the sea, salty. Delicious. I’m gonna sit here and dwell on my love and she doesn’t have to dwell on me. Let us find a nice quiet place to dwell.
By Ashish Seth
https://twitter.com/TheAshishSeth
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