Addiction

Where is the professor,
Is he crying his river to the bone?

Where is the friend,
Is she locked up mental case, shaming her pretty face?

Where's the clown,
Is he heading for home
Long day at the office?

I search for people, friends, meaning like a compass searches for direction.

But I do have a confession to make: I am dislexic (I can't even spell it)

Only when it comes to too big numbers

Only when it comes to finance, derivatives, inflation, elation

I never learned or wanted to learn how to operate a compass

Instead I found Salvation instead

INXS ( in other words: in excess )

A no no

He said so

One Direction

Limbo is freedom in a meaningless hopeless religious fundamentalist

Every last fear shall spill in these dry and crusty tears

Not for you: J G M E C R M S S S

I'm going home to quietude....Edgar will take care of the test