stolen lies
inner voices
whispers of the soul
sirens losing me at sea
i listen to the calls
i am drawn
irresistably
but the harder i strain to listen
the less i hear
mumble jumbo

thoughts down synapses as paths
sparking and careening
to some unknown destination
whizzing around my mind
buzzing through my brain
sharp little points of thought
that jab blindly into the darkness
thrusting and creeping forward
spreading out their branches
tangled like roots
breeching and connecting
the web of electricity
encircling my mind
spilling like liquid down my spine

whispers sparking fires
faint singing that you can't quite make out
starting circuits

all the while
circling the truth like a vulture
waiting for the truth to lie down
be still
and wait to be picked clean
may 23, 2001
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