February 15, 2003

leads you to ramble

i'm cutting. and i'm puking.
i'm dieing to live,
this life they have chosen
to be part of my sins.
lost in my moments,
of such sentimental things.
they did me in
from my beginning,
and at last to my end.

whatever's could have been,
but, i'm nothing. once again.

if i could place it in hand,
to have/just to hold.
to roll it a round
as the ball of my capture,
the ball of my demand.
to watch of the patterns
as they twinkled in spite.
i'd be lost in the moment
of my dimming 'bright' light.

(the gods they keep singing)
as the gust in the wind,
"redemption is free.
it's destiny my darling.
wait, and you'll see.
it's life/not perfection/you must listen to me
you can't cut time from souls it's an inevitability.
there has always been hurting
since the beginning of man.
keep watch. keep your wonder,
it's a flash in the pan. it's done.
it is finished.
in past tense, it day began."

i thought like a giant
on their wild-ly raves,
but found it amiss
in so many/different ways.
my impasse grew larger,
and sat tight in my breath.
they left no worth to dieing,
so, i laid down. and, slept.

~~~
bide your time, waiting for the season to present it's self/as your captive.
you may run from the madness now, there will be no escape from the course.
just as you dance off into the sunset of another ordinary day.
not even make-believe lends it's self to a 'happy-end'.
but, the possibility of anything exists.
(taken from visions that you have not began to dream) it has begun
to/sit, protecting the life of another precious things.
logged in your throat, like all those before.
left, from another of the world's cottonmouth ::gulps::
it will glide through the darkness to the depths of begin/end and everything.
down in the darkness is where it's determines to be.
(in celebration of grandness, the muppets dance at your feet, on their own/in the honor of your fragglish day)
you created the world to begin where you end.
(women are creators in their own minds)
now, who would dare disagree with your mastery
over everything/over the win over it all?

reality returns me, awe yes what a laugh! i'll become one of them/those cradled by the gods. wrapped in happiness, as if it were cloth. lucky words will follow my name/able to bring fortune to me, wealth unknown by all earth's kings.

::thoughts from God::
"just wait, and see."

before - after

...i wish i had a question, - January 30, 2005

star - August 22, 2004

drive home - August 18, 2004

to the music we dance - April 25, 2004

Untouchable Face by Ani Difranco - April 22, 2004

 

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