Held over quicksand
Flying in irrational
Disjointed tension
On a crowded page
Of your perception
Pacing, pacing,
pacing
Dissolve and forget
Swimming upstream
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
mix1
it's not so bad
the voyage has just
begun
the space suit is
extra me
talking circles to
myself
more money than
adventure
is always a problem
more booze for the
weary
less time, less time
floating into absent
atrophy
stiff with
non-movement
always is a field
which way do we walk
sorrow is hiding
abstract and
no, movement within
rigid?
atrophy is absent
and floating
found, sometimes
relinquishing
covered
familiar
circles are talking
to me
extra me and the
space suit
began, it's just a
voyage
it's not so bad
remix1
where is a
fabrication
of withdrawal
communication
notions, sublime
here it is forgotten
somewhere else,
jagged, stuck
interrupting the
meaning
worthless,
diminished, gone
more adventure than
money
there's always problems
the weary take more
booze
no time, no time
the tangent,
converge
the void nowhere
don't hesitate
claim the prize
reclaim the moment
tomorrow is another
day
yesterday is but
a forgotten failure
remix3
still smoking
and what's left
tired and weak
dizzy from your low
still drinking
amongst the sick
all around and
nowhere
rotting with life
just some more
just because
still writing
alone and
about nothing
don't wonder
it's not a mystery
take pride
it's all you have
empty and content
the miracle of today
we all will confront
the impossibility of time travel
and we have to
believe something
and we have to
become something
time travel is
impossible
REMIX1
sweeping the floor
talking circles to
myself.
the cascading view,
somewhere we seek
not
unknown and
insignificant-
less time, less time
scrubbing the stove
and we never seem to
know.
elusively logical,
misplaced,
here and there and
everywhere...
ends are worthless
mindless driving
machines,
rigid with
non-movement
nothing to say,
nothing to say
long walks
in the cavernous pit
of ourselves
we are alive, living
every day
ReMiX1
Wrong you are
every day every
moment
needy and seeking;
forward to infinity
vomiting your
insecurities;
the tangent, align
insolent and
neglected -
sorry is for the
fortunate
add one more layer
of sincerity,
what do you want?
you are the
fabrication.
eagerly approach
every day, a bright and shinning adventure
pride will last
Remix1
scrutinize and
contemplate
on a warm summer day
pretty flowers
books on the shelf
born machines
it's not so bad
the spaces between
so, never mind...
you have won
thrown to the side
all around and
nowhere
sloppy quiet
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