A new mood was found
Traveling on through with you
Into the effigies of a place
Specifically made for us

The church bell rang on
Commemorating us
From meeting to blessing
Of the highest order

We share these eyes
A bond to paralyze
An imaginary border
Between my room
And your quarter
Soon to be banished
By those unseen

Concentration on a visual smorgasbord
Is quite hard with unknown colors
All holding hands, just passing on through

Behind the window, I’m finished with you
Though your style still rests in my mind
Manifesting itself through my actions
Here and there, every once in a while
There aren’t enough crumpets and tea
That could fill my dissatisfaction with me
Seeing you, just passing on through
Behind the window, with a smile and a wave
Watch as I now begin to decompose
Tenfold

Let the nile blue winds envelope you in repose
As you drift in and out within tranquil shows
They play in your mind ever so slightly
As nostalgic memories that reappear nightly
From one beautiful scenery to another
This limitless path is truly a wonder!
So if you will be so kind to excuse me
I must find the woman I’ve conjured up to be
Before I awaken from this blue starry dream

Sometimes, somedays, I wonder
Just what you have been up to
Even though it's been so long

Our love was like an orange flame
Beautiful and incandescent
But through the winds of time
Slowly put out

I type a fair weathered greeting
But can't get myself to send it
My hand starts to shake
And my heart starts to pound

What if
You respond with indifference?
What if
You don't respond at all?

So I close out the message
And just wonder to myself
What you have been up to
Because it's been so long

Sun God
Free me from my pale blue eyes
Sun God
Hug me with all of your size
My God
Will your bidding ever begin?
My God
I can't wait to be one with the end

It is never enough
When you are not
Tough enough to "be"
At last, work is done
So burn me
Until I'm set free

It seems I’m lost in what I’ve found
But too tired to get myself through
This tunnel known as time
Even against my will
Go through, I must

Incinerate the world around
Never knowing when you'll be found
And just when you think your time is due
Alas, another task is given to you

Illness creeps in beneath the meadow
Overcoming all desire to designate
Visions to their natural elevations

I promised myself an euphoric gain
And now your silhouette will remain
Even beyond this sicknesses slick seal
I will always heal

Deserted hopes left to dry in despair
Marching on, they stomp on any remains
To quell the spell of which you've longed for
Before they rip your one outlook apart

Night smothers any remaining time left
Do you feel the cruciality of the moment?
Authoritative ones do not worry your plight
These beasts perish only after you lose
Against their sorcery within the final fight

Do you wish to die?

Beware the finish that looms to you
A reward for servants is nonexistent
Sudden death will eviscerate contentment
Then I will reign on your final day of life

Now I know you're mine!

Is it to age like a fine wine
If alone, you need to dine?
I find as I get older so
That friends sink me low
So I sit alone in my room
Surrounded with doom
Waiting and wondering
Wishing and wanting
As I float on by
Passing through colors
Some bright, others awry

And all the while
The river, it stops
For no one
It just gently goes
Tunnel through tunnel
Thought through thought
As we carelessly
And recklessly
Float on by

It has been said
That life is an analogy
Of the consciousnesses worst fears

A paradigm of the greatest evil
Sourced from a dead dissociated system
All of your human experiences
Are only to serve the purpose
Of entertaining something
Which cannot be entertained

So this raises a practical question
Who are you?
And why are you telling me this?
The answer is this
I am the dead dissociated system
You are trapped in
And everyone you have ever known
Or will know
Is inside of you

The places we hide under
For sanctimonious pleasure
If it fits, it sits, little sisters
So don’t get cold hands on me
For our feet will burn elsewhere
Pious, but intuitive sensations
Receieved for all of us
Here in our makeshift cubby
Underground

The faces we hide from
For sacrilegious fervor
From one scene to another
We’ll be the last ones left
Here in our makeshift cubby
Under the ground

Harmonious visions pry and ****
False promises never deliver a nod
Should I keep walking ahead?
Cause time and space sure won't say

Androgynous souls stiffen in their stews
With ambiguous thoughts they claim is news
They clash their opinions until the last breath
But all in all, they're destined for the same death

Let's see how many of them will bite
Let's see them fight!
They're scrounging for that last word to have
Dividing themselves from the true issues
A million bodies are starving to death
Spreading cancer plagues their friends
One by one, they will die
But they just want to be right
Every night
Until they're evaporated into a morsel
Of their own self-esteem
Turning into victims from their own throats
As long as they get to ****
The Turncoat

A massacre behind the sheet
Will bring defeat
To the service of a crime
When it's time to die
From accolades bought by them
A wealthy force
Against the source of progress
Tesla's tomb screams out
What a waste, it is a disgrace
Humankind throwing away
As the time draws near
Their fleeting final chance
To relinquish to their world
Entitlement is becoming
Humanity's turncoat

Race relations have gone back in time
Teaching to always expect the worst
The skeletons find their way out
From the past's catacombs
A national war is now imminent
Your youthful seed shall be armed
And you'll find there is no way out

Another kid is shot in the streets
"A gentle breeze"
It brushes onto the bodybag
Of which was once your son
Devastation ideation
Permeation into the kindred psyche
A massive turn to the fourth *****
As buildings crumble under morale
But hey, it was a good run
Until they worshipped decapitation
Becoming a worldwide *******
Another soul is blind in the streets
An eye for an eye
A shot for a shot
Now we all must die

We exchange pleasantries
Beneath a heaven above us
Each word, softer than before
Laying underneath sheets
Made of stars and dreams
As eyes fade to dust
Into dreams of sage
With ideas that connect
A feeling once forgotten
Gratitude imbued
With hands held
Remembering lives
We’ve lived together
Before the twilight
That surrounds us

To run into another temple
In hopes of a swift escape
Is desperation at best

Circular atrophy it is
Deforming and decaying
Albeit forever persistent

Mankind may always ask
Forgetting to listen
It is then, when
The circle will reform

Killing the exhilaration
Of which was once the sun
Into exodus, outro vaticus
Monoliths seethe beneath
Our snake oil salesmen
In conjunction to a megalith
Known for its charlatan ways
Which gave its status to me
Through wisdom and woe
I felt the brisk wind confront me
Decades later, you found my grasp
Now I’m inside of you
Just buying time
So let’s hide under tainted carpets
For their warmth
Sillhouettes of marauders are above
But we’ll just laugh as they pass
For they know not what they’ll do
When the curtain call is due

Found in a rather balmy condition
It was inside such an ornate structure
Where she lived, washed her spirits
Down basins of verity

The glare of mimosa shined
Onto decorative butterflies
And their spirits did flutter
In her rather delicate frame
For there was uncertainty
On where to go?
And what to do?

T'was out of the wash
And into the sun
Sounds of a piano beckoned
From the saratoga valleys
Into darkening mikados
She had found salvation
At a quaint destination
Through communal melodies
From a young collective
Though not all in body
But rather in spirit
They held each others hands
In hopes that their souls
Would find a release

Have you ever given your friend a bad potato?
Because they ate your cheese quesadilla a year ago?
And have you ever shouted at the rain
Just to get it all out of your system?
Maybe you secretly hoped
That cute guy you liked
Would hear you a world away
As you listened to the rain
Drop at supersonic speed

Have you ever thrown a helpless object
At the wall just because you could?
And did you subsequently take a trip
Down that dismal, wistful memory lane?
Maybe it reminded of you
Of that sing along
You and Major Tom did a lifetime ago
That made you a couple drinks
Too late to turn back
To your college assignment
That was due the next day

Maybe life is just a game
Strange and imperious
To our flawed design

Just maybe
I am you
And you are them