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Wednesday, December 14, 2005


I just don’t know. A dissolute yearning fills my mind and all I can hope for is the love. Make everything feel alright. Create that ever so familiar haze around my body. Everything I know goes away. It flows away and the vivid strains cause reality to go out of shape. As I bow to the floor and I look down at your feet, I wish for something to happen so maybe you could see. The unspoken words and truths we have come to be. Use another method of voice. Another trembling hand to help me through this chant. I can’t hear it. It’s all a faded hymn. This anger build up inside, pushing to get through to your head. Like a million times before, I wish it were dead. The ocean so deep just wait down below for me. When the water rises and flows through the earth and ground. The mountains and hills will splinter and snap. The winds will blow hard and fast. And when it all seems like there’s nothing left to waste. The planets oceans and earth and time will rest. But the pounding of that life in your chest will keep me. Running towards the sun, only the blinds hide it from my view. Dim the light from those eyes and never see it again because you accuse us of this life you hold. You accuse us of the pain and disgust that you’ve felt in you through the years. Maybe we are to blame but don’t let it all implode on me. Don’t let me fall like this because I want to live in that yellow sea. That black and grey street with the small shards of grief, we just couldn’t contain. I want to turn it all around, not this way but in a greater delusion full of iridescent shapes and forms. The water flows through your hands making everything seem so thoughtless. Even though, this moment was never meant to be. Everything means something, but there’s nothing left for me. Those same old excuses you used for them, you use again to hide those trivial fears. Bowing to the floor staring at the ground, dreams awaken yet another sound. Hearing your name tongued through my mouth, just another game. Another moment to find that ambiance that we once knew. That burning fire I felt within you. And we lie on these cement floors, so cold, and look at the sky pretending it’s the earth. Pretending the clouds are the spirit that only sunny rays can run through. The rockets and jets move through our lives and I fall to the ground and try just one more time to lift my eyes.
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