Down slow (a song of samsara)

[(Wordy)]

Beneath the drugs
this is what I am

(very naked)

this is my face

one detuned song,
pair of choking eyes


Have to get sick to slow
______-down


standing in the quickfire
the lanes of dust
grabbing at particles

my hands
trying to eat clouds

the roads between us
the fish of light
the millions

have to get sick to slow down,
freeze the eyelake over

see the fish of light
frozen swimmers
a library of ice


let's learn to swim down here
while we're dark
our bodies solved

our bodies are much older
than we, than we think

our bodies know everything


have to get sick
to glimpse you
_______________ you
not some death girl
forearms awarded
parallel wounds

(you were laying new roads
with the knife)

one detuned song,
pair of choking eyes

this is what you are (too)

beneath the drugs
down slow


(c) Stu Hatton 2007
http://wordyness.blogspot.com/2007/04/down-slow-2007.html

 

[New]

I can relate to this...I've often wondered what I was beneath all the drugs, too. Sometimes the thoughts also aren't pretty.

 

[katmeow]

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Seems like you are questioning things a bit lately (going on your recent writings).

 

[(Wordy)]

Seems like you are questioning things a bit lately (going on your recent writings).

Lately...? You have seen my avatar, right?

 

[colicolo]

wordy, you rock my feble little mind!