Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Monday, April 5, 2010
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Lies…
Fabric,
Lacy,
Woven with practiced dexterity,
Yarn spun in a blur of speed
Eyelashes lowered in total devotion,
Confidence intact,
A spiders web perfect gossamer designs
Camouflaging the sticky strands in between,
Black or white,
Hues graded,
Colors invisible,
Non-existent within the spectrum of,
Truth,
Fibers,
Figments of imagination,
Like the warmth of wool,
Spread across my eyes,
Lies…
Friday, April 2, 2010
FULL CIRCLE
No way
Even in this foggy state of euphoria, not unlike suspended animation, the only regular occurrences being punctual-repeated recurrences of deja` vu.
I see the boringly mundane prophets/pundits and seers conjuring predictably surprising ways and unpredictable means to appease or at-the-least please, bohemian disdainful maniacs in a feverish dervish.
We mean not what we say and say not what we think, dawn to dusk and night & day, shhhssh! Walls have ears and shoes 'ave tongues. Hey, hey, hay! I say- the games that delinquents play, shall fool the deranged nor the insane-----No way, NO WAY.
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