
 
  . Dallas Clayton
  . 
  . Orderly
  . 
  . Just after the sun burned out 
  . and all who were left 
  . realized this was "it" 
  . things finally got back to normal 
  . sleeping in the grass 
  . eating with your hands 
  . killing your enemies 
  . and sex at all hours for no damn good reason 
  . right out in the open.
Today I leave you with a rather interesting poem, which I came across on the marvelous website
that is The Company of People.
I am yet to decide what exactly this website is, but the best way I cold describe it is a surreal
collection of raw, yet somehow poetic photographs, drawings and well, poetry. It hosts a very
impressive collective of artists, and I can guarantee it as an excellent way to pass an afternoon,
evening, and possibly night. Get inspired

