Monday, November 17, 2008

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dazed
you my eyes can't touch and my heart can't face
my life is separate
my death is a rat race
all my thoughts rage on to reach that fateful day
when the break of flesh from soul will see the universe uncovered.
I cowered.
A humbling sensation in my gut
a feeling of lonesome lust
a bust.
a statue of a female empowered.
recreates within my permeated conscience.
nonsense.
is that what i speak?
has madness overtaken me, already, at a subconscious level?
will i soon drivel?
will i soon slobber and swivel?
out there on the loaded road,
among young and old
a fool?
to pity
to let live but to avoid
to let go but not to be followed
lest the question is contagious.
what led this poor being
to the edges of the cliffs
teetering on the balance
over the vast oceans of insanity?
what clarity!
what an evil glint of intelligence.
yet what a desperate confusion
lies within those eyes
hides within that gaze
of frenetic intensity.

3 Comments:

The Unsilent said...

superb man.. really good!

TheWhacksteR said...

Thanks man!

Anonymous said...

hmmm.. interesting read. the seas of insanity eh. nice simile