It's in between the eyes and the mind, this subtle disconnection. Seeing what must be believed, so deceived. The treasure rests in beauty, cannot be conceived. I was ready for the next thing; some unforgettable event. Tried the elixir and over the edge I went. Such a perfect picture, taken in the wind, distorted … Continue reading Questions and a Loaded Gun
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A Wandering Mind
I have worn holes in my skin, going through the motions, again and again and again. Sitting by the ocean, I can hear the waves and I’m thinking about giving them my cares to take away. I’m thinking about watching these games go up in flames and wandering the wilderness, wild and untamed. My … Continue reading A Wandering Mind
Spiders In My Head
There are spiders in my head, spinning webs. Intricate designs, connections in my mind, they move quickly upon their many legs. When stimulus gets in, they pounce on it and spin it up into a silk cocoon and then it is consumed. The labours of my arachnid mind, trapping all the world inside. … Continue reading Spiders In My Head
Bewildered
Bewilder me with the eyes turned inside, never wondering why I'm alive. Confusion only multiplies with every answer, as I court disaster. Greater grows the distance every time. I'm searching my soul for the moment, drawing an imperfect circle around me. Been up high on the wings of bad angels, fortune finds a way … Continue reading Bewildered