let’s live suddenly without thinking
under honest trees,
does.the brain of cleverly-crinkling
-water pursues the angry dream
of the shore. By midnight,
scratches the skin of the organised hills
an edged nothing begins to prune
let’s live like the light that kills
and let’s as silence,
because Whirl’s after all:
(after me)love,and after you.
I occasionally feel vague how
vague idon’t know tenuous Now-
spears and The Then-arrows making do
our mouths something red,something tall
The lotus wades
Even and calm.
Her petals brighten
In the beating sun's rays,
Glowing of tranquility.
The onlooker grows jealous
Venom green with envy
While the lotus rests,
Mockingly green leaves.
Time is whatever you manage to make,
Day in day out, we learn from that which takes it,
To silence the fears that make us,
Feel the hatred that takes us,
Continue, in vain,
Like gestures and coins,
Tossed in the great beyond,
Dimes and platelets of greener days,
Rendered the vision of maximum guilt,
Fortrusions for gone the desert a piece
The split personality which exists within us,
constantly battling for the spotlight of your mind,
feeding off your acquiescence to their imposing forces.
Beating like a drum at the sides of your skull.
You're watching, judging, and assuming
You don't understand why I do what I do.
Why I obsess over little things.
So stop trying to
The world is my oyster
But without the beautiful pearl
Just a plain old shell, in a plain old world
It's a shame you'll never know the brilliance
All you're capable to understand is the madness.
Heart, or brain
Ferocious , tame
Take two breaths and stop breathing all together.
Turn your self to useless energy, forever.
Welcome to mind of the mad.
The queen of the asylum
A dapper old castle in the brain of a girl.
Who is tortured yet pampered in her own little world.
My dream is not white
as paper, my dream is not
black, as these ink spilled
thoughts, my dream is not
colorless, refracted as light
through my sunlit tears
— The End —