Reliving
My blood thickens
Watered down by time
Passing through this lifetime
Living off on yesterday's tales
My indulgence is my pain
My ignorance is my vessel
As I stood before my creation
At the top of my land
Clouds brushed my bare scalp
I'm humbled of my existence
So I lay myself down to the ground
Out from the peak
But reliving my unity
Saturday, June 03, 2006
Saturday, April 22, 2006
shatter
dissect these gaseous
that I'm exhaling
compartmentalized them
to each label
hollow thoughts
haemmeroids
wait until the ducts
flowing down
with red blood
and shattered
that I'm exhaling
compartmentalized them
to each label
hollow thoughts
haemmeroids
wait until the ducts
flowing down
with red blood
and shattered
Sunday, January 15, 2006
Physical of Squares 2
The universe dream
As it try to sleep day and night
When that's not possible
It started to think
Am I stationary
Or am I on the move
Stillness in motion
Or movement in stillness
Too big and too slow perhaps
To grasp these tiny weenie details
The universe squeeze
Making itself smaller
Looking inwards
And it saw a cripple staring at the ticking clock
It stirred
The cripple asked: Is order the origin of chaos?
The universe answer with it's feeling
As it felt the tremor of expansion
Within it
The universe imagine
Interspersing these collective unconsciousness
That's hovering inside its system
One on top of another
Forming squares upon squares
Of perfection
Achieving simpleness
The end is never near
It knows
As it try to sleep day and night
When that's not possible
It started to think
Am I stationary
Or am I on the move
Stillness in motion
Or movement in stillness
Too big and too slow perhaps
To grasp these tiny weenie details
The universe squeeze
Making itself smaller
Looking inwards
And it saw a cripple staring at the ticking clock
It stirred
The cripple asked: Is order the origin of chaos?
The universe answer with it's feeling
As it felt the tremor of expansion
Within it
The universe imagine
Interspersing these collective unconsciousness
That's hovering inside its system
One on top of another
Forming squares upon squares
Of perfection
Achieving simpleness
The end is never near
It knows
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