accomplishment fiat failed to see
cure for the
solution.
The unattainable horizon kept
lingering.
Not an answer, an indication of
limits or
irregularities of judgment, or
any Thing
countable
or counted.
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
starting of rain
the heavy squish sound of my heart popping
muffled, almost a burp
a trickled escape leaving my mouth
aimed no where, a message to no one, but
communicated out towards
a repetitive silence
muffled, almost a burp
a trickled escape leaving my mouth
aimed no where, a message to no one, but
communicated out towards
a repetitive silence
seriousness
Seriousness is a mistake of youth that I cannot stop committing.
Morning after morning and into near morning
Seriousness falls over me and I over seriousness.
Tripped up and shut up I squander thoughts that meander
Sequentially through potentiality’s door of void.
I focus to find that door has been closed,
And stare at a piece of white cement.
Morning after morning and into near morning
Seriousness falls over me and I over seriousness.
Tripped up and shut up I squander thoughts that meander
Sequentially through potentiality’s door of void.
I focus to find that door has been closed,
And stare at a piece of white cement.
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