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Bluelighter
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- Jan 16, 2007
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How poor people cleanse themselves
by washing away the spectral tides
with purple caresses they feel not-so-right
when the world is waking and magic hides.
Is there any means of breaking
this fecal, mortal coil, historically broken record
besides ceasing to be,
shattering in the eye of God like a ripple on the sea.
Frustration, despair;
the head of the snake cannot see ahead
its tail cannot feel the ground behind.
The wise men of ancient days,
the blue girls of the not-so-distant past
did they think it would always
be like this? Did they think the shadow would last?
They thought it would change. We think it will change.
I will pretend, for the sake of propriety
that I am talking to you, you talking to me
that I am wearing some clothes, sitting down
and not floating in a mirror ball.
by washing away the spectral tides
with purple caresses they feel not-so-right
when the world is waking and magic hides.
Is there any means of breaking
this fecal, mortal coil, historically broken record
besides ceasing to be,
shattering in the eye of God like a ripple on the sea.
Frustration, despair;
the head of the snake cannot see ahead
its tail cannot feel the ground behind.
The wise men of ancient days,
the blue girls of the not-so-distant past
did they think it would always
be like this? Did they think the shadow would last?
They thought it would change. We think it will change.
I will pretend, for the sake of propriety
that I am talking to you, you talking to me
that I am wearing some clothes, sitting down
and not floating in a mirror ball.
