Pupils like pins altered in transmission
A lump in the mind jumpstarts to life
It's only a matter of time before the malfunctions occur
For some tests and trials the result is cancer
Ask Moscow after fifteen years
Grasp your cellphone without an ounce of fear
Deny the facts right in front your face
or be a minority of one
Completely insane

The surface of the water was placid
Reflections of Fall spotted this canvas in commencement
So excitingly colorful and vibrating with life  yet so still,cool,and welcoming
Inviting a storm
This tiny pond was willing to fight reguardless of the score
Well aware of the baited hooks and the illusions sold to implore
Tiny fins wave in unison
Fragile yet admirable all the same

I woke to a ghost whispering in my ear
Telling tales of the days
Reminding me of lips I'll never kiss again
As the rain splattered against a grey window pane
I rose with a startle trying to rub the thought from my eyes
As if someone else had placed it there out of spite
Through out the morning toxic tears swell
Burning my cheeks for I have failed
I wonder how long I'll sing this song
I'm still lost at sea and far from shore

The search for meaning leaves me uneasy
History is fabricated,rewritten,unauthentic
In the eye of the sky and it's timeless nature
We are stardust exploding into a void
Destroyed and insignificant
Like tiny working ants purely genius and intricate
but far too small to appreciate
On this grand scale I inhale deeply
to capture a moment to hold it
and with one reflex the moment is lost
Vanishing into thin air
Invisible even in it's birth
So what is the meaning?
Why can I capture the world in my spectacles?
What if I draw down the blinds or cure cancer?
So what I might add to the former and latter
I am simply a jungle gym
A step on a latter for children to climb on
It goes on and on until death dawns
Inevitably killing the human song

I hate the way your eyes cast down upon me
Belittling my stance and placing me underneath
I hate the way you assume and are consumed by your own ego
The way you try to shelter me and tell me where not to go
I absolutely hate the way you try to project a certain image onto me
Your expectations repulse me to the point of sickening rage
and leads me examining society wondering how the hell it got this way

The paths we ride
Should be walked and taken in stride
With tiny baby steps and endless wonder
With eyes keen to detail never sunken and sullen
I'll walk into the unknown
Keeping pace but never moving too quickly

Crisp air envelopes my lungs
and I breathe deeply taking in August's monologue
I fade into Summer's passing song
Holding tightly to the moment and every loving thought
because too soon it will be gone
The grass beneath my feet tickles my playful nature
Where once as a young hopeful observer my toes knew the sensation
Intimately
I am morphing into a different breed
As cunning as a fox
I let the fear displace and grace the day with curiosity
and ambitious velocity
Ready for anything and everything to come my way
No longer waiting
I'm joining the chase