exhile

I've been confined to anything quadruple.

those stone washed four walls,

the 36 inch entertainment cube

and the radiated square screen *~*

The thirst for her existence continues to lust

and the given fails to quench.

with way too much time on her hands..

a zillion more surfaces.

she radiates of sunshiny persistence..

yet what lingers beneath is the dark cloudy truth.

"how long has it been that we've smiled from within?"