It's not what's said, it's how its said
Not the word on page, but what's not written
Space itself has never mattered more
Silent voids moving energy to and fro

So refuse the urge to use every color
Be kind, leave some white on the ****** sheet
Rewind, reweave and excite with shortened glee
Non sequiturs bonded, entwined to truths
They hold secrets, just tease it softly
From ear to mind to eye and back...
Enjoy the subtle voyage
From pen to page to volumes and back...

I saw shadows dance
Synchronized madness
Bereft of definition
Colors and forces melding
For a moment, the polars met
A very brief eclipse

I ravaged the vaults and came back empty
Nothing shall worry me today
Yes, i even looked for troubles and woes
No, nothing shall worry me today

Self flagellation used to be the norm
But not today, surprisingly
Self doubt evaporated, steam it became
Yes today, surprisingly

It feels grand to be renewed, vigor and strong
Into tomorrow this truth shall be
And every face that kept me dark and weak
No place it has, in tomorrow as the new truth shall be

He, she, and they, can forget i ever cared
Inconsequential beings of yesterday
And let them rot as i ascend, high and bright over
Inconsequential beings of many yesterdays

Once at the end of the song
I conquered many evils of the past
I purged them all, so wrong

Fine and well, a time it went along
Never asked a prickly question
Once at the end of the song

But they knew, their hurt could prolong
Upon my direction and then fester, so
I purged them all, so wrong

Patience tested, mind paused, strong
Resolved to end their laughter, yes
Once at the end of the song

Told to ignore, forget, to just belong
No, their first move invited mine
I purged them all so wrong

I skewered their legacy, twist and oblong
Their faces, masks, veils of evil
Once at the end of the song
I purged them all, so wrong

Summoning from afar a new pariah
From across time and generations
A new voice emerges
Pained, silent exclamations
She heard the call from the wild
Voices of writers she admired
Now her companions in spirit
Her real sisters in soul
Sharing an all too familiar hurt
Across time and generations

She speaks, paints, sings and writes
In the manner similar to the way
She wears t-shirts and tops
Holding nothing back

Her words... Are out there
Her voice... Hard to ignore
Her effect... Titillatingly lasting

Hey hey! Eyes up here!
Attention you must pay!
Gaze not, listen thus, learn a thing
Or two or three...
Avoid the bounce, the curve
The smooth sight of...
Hey hey! Eyes up here!