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On the wall, but no a flower, nor a fly.
Shooting like a star struck from the head of a match; the mind is wide open like a gate with no latch.
With eyes so keen as to see the unexpected,
And a heart that disassembles negativity from angles directed.
Intentions as pure as rain not yet fallen,
Echoes ring with silence as the voiceless keep callin'.
Pain, a myth, is a state of mind in which this mind pleads the fifth.
Pleasure persists, but without pain there is no pleasure, therefore it doesn't exist.
Confusion is a mindset where the mind has no statement.
Like ascending a flight of stairs that leads straight to a basement.
Time is like effort, it is easily wasted
by young, foolish tongues that haven't yet tasted
the bittersweet difference between lust and love
They soon will perish while we rise above.
This is reality. This is the truth.
It wrenches and throbs while idealism soothes.
A foreign toxin that creates an addiction.
Perception becomes askew; what was... is now fiction.
While beating it senseless it senses a beating.
The beating of a heart... a heart that's not bleeding.
In actuality, it seems to be feeding
upon the positive vibes that are slowly secreting
From the absence of fear to the shameless revel
It's ironic enough as an angelic devil
Who rests upon the shoulder of an unarmed man
But doesn't taunt him or tease him, for it has no such plan.
It merely admires him in all of his ignorance
As the rest of the world implodes into oblivian.
02/10/03
Hey, it was a Monday.
The clouds drift
Drift slowly
As if towed by a line
They drift and stop...then drift again
Like watching an old movie
Silent
Silence
Stillness and motion in one
Losing grip
The clouds form
They form hideous creatures
Sharp angles
Whispy figures of horror
They are still white
A haunting color
Not even a color
Pale
Losing hope
The clouds reflect life
What silver lining?
The clouds will never come back
They just keep drifting
And stopping...
and drifting again
Further away
Ever-changing
The clouds reflect life
Patches of sky await more clouds
Only to be left behind again
Only to keep moving and stopping
More clouds...