This kind of life

differs from any other,

lifts me higher – drags me under,

breaks me down, but I still wonder;

what the point is – why we’re here.

One moment it’s so obvious,

with love and light in all of us.

So simple – then so complicated,

out lovers, now the hated.


Distracted and tempted,

inspired – uplifted,

addicted to change,

it all happens so quickly.

Evolving – revolting

Eroded – unfolding

Entropy and chaos

crumble between our fingers.

Runs like blood

down the throat of time.


Fills the mind and the eyes

with a need,

with the flow;

to feed the soul.


HG – 2000-2005

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