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Sleeping dreams hum in rhythm
inside
a shout of help
around, a stolen spine lay somewhere round
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different photos
life reenacting resurrecting
relived unintentions
spinning spinning spinning inside a ball - unbreakable.
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if one could invoke the strength of herculean might
pulling ones own hair could be a delight
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a bald- lacking breathe wench
a monster any child would fear to be
on halloween
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If i would receive the most thoughtful gift
it would be water proof pen and paper
i get these tunes in my head of winding words
with impeccable form
and when the time comes to record
it all comes out like dribbling piss from a catheter.
I delighted in a demerol twilight.
to bring back down my haste and vulgar
I read about queen elizabeth.
i relate all too well with the fire of temper
the shrill is like napalm
unfortunately, not just the intended victims get burned
inside something gets taken away.
erased
i must recall, all is not what it seems
and have faith
its like sometimes the universe and all
there was some part of you that was
burning within and all around interfering
why cant i pull myself out of the messes i put myself in
why does it seem my own shadow ran away
where is that great embrace
real love
i haven't endeavored in a psychedelic for seemingly an insurmountable time
but i concerned about my fragility in psych
as though the entire world where invisible to me and i to it
one of these days you and me universe will be together again- in love again with one another. all passions rushing through and healing all burdens. my back a feather my feet wings. my hands the most beautiful tools of engineering and my mind blossoming into that gorgeous genius sweetest flower. i long for these days. i will have those days again - for always this time.
Sleeping dreams hum in rhythm
inside
a shout of help
around, a stolen spine lay somewhere round
------------------
different photos
life reenacting resurrecting
relived unintentions
spinning spinning spinning inside a ball - unbreakable.
------------------
if one could invoke the strength of herculean might
pulling ones own hair could be a delight
------------------
a bald- lacking breathe wench
a monster any child would fear to be
on halloween
------------------
If i would receive the most thoughtful gift
it would be water proof pen and paper
i get these tunes in my head of winding words
with impeccable form
and when the time comes to record
it all comes out like dribbling piss from a catheter.
I delighted in a demerol twilight.
to bring back down my haste and vulgar
I read about queen elizabeth.
i relate all too well with the fire of temper
if my words were a
tangible weaponthe shrill is like napalm
unfortunately, not just the intended victims get burned
inside something gets taken away.
erased
i must recall, all is not what it seems
and have faith
its like sometimes the universe and all
forgets who or what you are
and after forgiving and forgetting the daythere was some part of you that was
not returned
and one day it all flows through youburning within and all around interfering
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh
just wanting to be free of something like everything why cant i pull myself out of the messes i put myself in
why does it seem my own shadow ran away
where is that great embrace
real love
i haven't endeavored in a psychedelic for seemingly an insurmountable time
but i concerned about my fragility in psych
as though the entire world where invisible to me and i to it
one of these days you and me universe will be together again- in love again with one another. all passions rushing through and healing all burdens. my back a feather my feet wings. my hands the most beautiful tools of engineering and my mind blossoming into that gorgeous genius sweetest flower. i long for these days. i will have those days again - for always this time.