PepperMint GLoW

Destination desolation
Feel my ego seperating
my numb

clam

my

hands

embrace
the warm peppermint glow
it's touch, touch loosely
and let go
then fall back
recline into another waking dream
where sanity meets half-way
to the half-way house
where hope dies
when the person is denied
the priviledge to excerise
the right to leave