Sunday, February 10, 2008

eternity not

sniff sinus again sniff
in self satisfaction of a job sufficient
to the means. the metal was facade and seeming.
its meaning only surface but forever is

a long time. nothing to grasp into
the roots went shallow, the eye fooled
but nodes know where to find gasp
when to pull pack, push in, waiting.

losing the piece was careless as a sky
painted on a ceiling. what do babies know
that would translate that falsity to comfort?

it seems truth, your core is set. the tower
inside too massive to leap. i didn't want
to see it, princeling in a beauty shop.

so i forced you into the clearing, twenty paces.
took the first shot, pierced the knot forming.
it fell apart, disconnected mobius, moby
dick connected, you feel infected with virus

but won't take the red pill. well. then.
i have a stream to catch, resistence bound
and bled out. a rout of snarls and punched holes
bent spoons attracting the mind to matter

metal fired and twisted, real empty
spaces to leap, one cliff to the next
like camel pack homes, resisting arrest.

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