Grey day
Grey mind
Grey space
Grey light
Grey heart
Grey sight...
Absolution in the still soliliquey of solitude
Wasted words in a wasted world
Moments in time tortured by burning bitter fantasy,
Blasphemy on life ...
Light lost
Love losing
Lauhter left listlessly lamenting language
Madness twisting reality into a few pathetic moments
Not worth the time spent
Or the feeling.
Lack of memory mocking a mind that knows
THIS IS NOT RIGHT!
Not me
Not I
Not it
Not life.
What does one want?
Not this
But what?
NOT THIS
Light
colour
freedom ... but freedom to dance in completion.
Do do what is
what should be.
MESS MESS MESS fucking MESS
Knotted actions lost in lack of control.
Control spun into girating glee at the absence of caring.
But I do care
I do care
I DO CARE
Free me control
free me
lights a heart and mind
ReplyDeleteexplosion to-and-fro the sky
hearts light we hear all around
the frolicking? prancing, we play
door to door to yours to my door to all the world's the same when
we have none to bear
we sing and can dance and please and can play
as we would like as we should like it as we can.
...
not all's daisies but well emptiness fills itself
which is the point is it not? we are empty to fill so we can empty out
and make more and more and more and more perhaps
and we can have some, we can have none, it matters that much
but like a jack in a box maybe? wind the crank we go and forward we go
off we are into who-knows?-land, where?
afar or here is the same if you can fleet and sometimes we can forget
we are here but can be there and then and now and maybe sometimes
it isn't all to blows.
tongue brain tied . a bit
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