Jabberwocky
Frumious Bandersnatch
This was a more stream of through deliniation rather than a concerted effort of construction. Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated.
age defines wisdoms breath
that one recieves
shallow or perhaps swallowed in its delusion
of glamourized times
Fuzzy moments
with supermodels
and super times
and the need to recaptured a period
end of sentence new beginning
three more stages of development
to look back upon life as if your perception where red markers
changing items to make things "fit"
oh lord do i miss the good old days
shallow feelings for deep people
change thats constant
turbulence in the guise of fun
anything to match the choas i complained i wanted out of
adult life, fuck
never would have thought the things i do now
marching for a causes i never wanted to champion
just to be able to sleep once more peacefully
the tommorow that i always missed
amid days and weeks awake
art, laugher, comedy
back alleys, bars, beratment
juxtaposition
the irony of life
to be questing for things i never experienced
to deny the things i always sought
Is this the adult life i read in magazines
with newly whitened smiles placed opposite an ad for ciggeretts
deadlines, new ways to find meaning and balance
perspective through work not working on my perspective
The wisdom of then circulates the wisdom of now
as i contemplate the new that was old and new again
between puffs of chest
and head bobbing yes men.
age defines wisdoms breath
that one recieves
shallow or perhaps swallowed in its delusion
of glamourized times
Fuzzy moments
with supermodels
and super times
and the need to recaptured a period
end of sentence new beginning
three more stages of development
to look back upon life as if your perception where red markers
changing items to make things "fit"
oh lord do i miss the good old days
shallow feelings for deep people
change thats constant
turbulence in the guise of fun
anything to match the choas i complained i wanted out of
adult life, fuck
never would have thought the things i do now
marching for a causes i never wanted to champion
just to be able to sleep once more peacefully
the tommorow that i always missed
amid days and weeks awake
art, laugher, comedy
back alleys, bars, beratment
juxtaposition
the irony of life
to be questing for things i never experienced
to deny the things i always sought
Is this the adult life i read in magazines
with newly whitened smiles placed opposite an ad for ciggeretts
deadlines, new ways to find meaning and balance
perspective through work not working on my perspective
The wisdom of then circulates the wisdom of now
as i contemplate the new that was old and new again
between puffs of chest
and head bobbing yes men.
