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Mystery Like Static
Contributed by
dissolvedlines
on
Tuesday, 11th August 2009 @ 08:56:54 AM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
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Stick, stack, the static The image not clearly represented Stick, stack, the static The static that stands and stands The image in a fuzz And buzz buzz it buzzes
The static stands and stands The image, the thought, still not clear The mystery, the unknowing Of what is yet to be known
Static slowly slurs through the mind Slithers and slides into the night Climbs me in the heart of me And changes from fuzz to fuzz
From a fuzz to a buzz to a fuzz From a buzz to a fuzz to a buzz The image sits and stirs And steers me into a fuzz That leads to another fuzz
Static, tuning the radio, finding the clarity Finding the station, finding the music Finding more sounds to dance to The more colours of music and rain So they can hit my head and heart And forever take me away
Static, sits and stands Stands and sits and shows me Bits and bits of pieces and pieces To rearrange and slowly discover To slowly put together And to slowly daily savour
Mystery like static, not fully known Still the image needs to grow The mystery, the beauty The one I forever need to know.
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