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loose change
Contributed by
elle
on
Thursday, 14th June 2007 @ 04:41:08 PM in AEST
Topic:
insomniac
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on change
as such, a fragil bond
that sets the stage on axis.
a fragil tear
will shed, not once
but many times, there after
alas, we build
with untold fears
upon our ever afters.
quiver, shaker, belly-acher
however, they may roam,
into the mind of idleness
birth negligence, half grown.
and pity, alas comes crying now
forever more unthroned.
a wind stretched long
on sudden lapses
wrapped in sky
arrives intact
as laughter treats
a glistening waif
onto the path of providence.
now edifice and timely turning
hallow out our timeless souls,
souls long tired,
but ever turning...
turning, turning....
only now to stare stone-cold
into our starving souls
ideep into that empting hole.
we're only passer-byers.
longest lesson ever learning
so attempts the lovely lessons
of our sultry ancestors
not but spectors,
we applaude this
feigning process on and on
up above archival splatter
glean percision
old persuader,
that's not
drastic or obscene.
old persuader, rival longing
breath the air
that we onced breathed.
breath the air
of our persuasion
take it in
so it will seem
that the difference
simply stated
completes a means
of alibing crude behavior
completes an end
unto a means
to foster on our inate nature
future alibis forseen.
we know not what
we do at times
yet little does it matter.
we seek to rise
above that den
a power souirre's, fatter
of monolithic hunger pangs
that gnash their way to power
the difference is incredible
contrasting by the hour.
round and pleasing
happy thing, all tangled in it's tatter
if everything would feel like this
it all would fall appeasing.
and roar and cheer
we flail around
flail...flailing....flailing faster.
we are so
young and tender still
imagine us imagining
an ending neverending.
that starts and starts
and starts again.
while stopping isn't splendid.
it seemed so real...
I really feel
I want to guess
the ending...
we hush and wait
never to negate
the power
that is pending.
die rolls so soft
I want to sleep.
asleep.... I could be sleeping.
I'd love to say good-bye
at least good-night, I say
and get on
with my own keeping.
how can you change
the mind you keep
as changing keeps you keeping.
I only want to be myself.
good-bye...
good luck....
good keeping.....
Copyright ©
elle
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2007-06-14 16:41:08]
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Re: loose change
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by MelodiousCorruption on
Monday, 5th November 2007 @ 08:34:34 AM AEST
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oh, i love your imagry and flow of the lines.
it all comes together quite nicely.
lovely even. |
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