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Patrick McCombs Nov 2011
The impossible is incredible
Eating the utterly inedible
its a flight
Its utter delight
To see your confusion
Unable to reach a conclusion
Its beyond your understanding
And I don't plan on landing
Waiting for the fever to break
Seeing whats at stake.
The fire is burning
And no one is learning
So I glide up here in the atmosphere
Seeing all that is far and near
I fly up here until i can land
And people can understand
Patrick McCombs Nov 2011
You hold a little slice of infinity in your hands
Kept together with duct tape and rubber bands
The air felt heavy and oppressive
Yet you still managed to be expressive
You manipulate strands of time and space
Building a bridge to every imaginable place
You see the colors in between
You've seen things that I've never even seen
You put words to every shade of emotion
We are all just rain drops in your ocean
You're a wild flower growing in the pavement
Ever word you say is two that you meant
All with your little slice of infinity
Made you seem like divinity
Patrick McCombs Nov 2011
You ask me about matters of the heart
Yet i don't know where to start
My heart strings are all wild
Strangling me like a loving child
Love is air and I'm starting to turn blue
So i don't know what to tell you
Perspectives change and twist
And the field is covered in mist
We all stumble about half blind
To see what exactly we can find
Find, love, experience and hold on
Hold on till the love is gone
Some candles burn quicker
Flare out like good liquor
The rare candles burn forever
People spend their entire live on this endeavor
Stumbling around the mists for that one pure light
Patrick McCombs Nov 2011
The words are deep and cryptic
All driving at something apocalyptic
Incense all thick and foggy in the room
We struggle to grasp our impending doom
The old lady watches us from the corner
Like a funeral with a condescending mourner  
She smiles a crooked smile
Her words invoked visions
Visions of humanities excision
Great fires will engulf us whole
And the great bells of the universe will toll
As we go insane for a little while
And it all seems to burst at the seams
And suddenly there are no sweet dreams
And we try to forget
And we all feel regret
But it echoes in our mind
And it destroys us in kind
Inside us was planted the seed of madness
The cold black women looked on at with a sadness
As we screamed and cried and laughed
The lady made use of her craft.
She disappeared
Leaving us with what we most feared
Knowledge of the future
Patrick McCombs Nov 2011
Hair blowing in the breeze
Smiles put on with ease
Her voice are waves on the shores of my ears
Continuously wearing down my fears.
We walk down this winding street
We leave navigation to our feet
Our heads are in the clouds
Where smile to much and talk to loud
The clouds are cotton candy and the sun is a butterscotch
No time, no watch
Just you and me
To the end of eternity whenever that may be.
Patrick McCombs Oct 2011
In the sandbox in which we all play
And the wind blows as it does every day
Shifting all the grains
Shifting under the strains
All these castles made of sand
Simply can not stand
The tides will swallow them into the sea
What is can never eternally be
They all rise and fall
With the breath of the universe that defines us all.
Patrick McCombs Oct 2011
Where the sky kisses the sea
Where the waves crash endlessly on the shore
That is where i will be
When i slam shut the door
To cancel out all the noise
Just to listen to the breath of the ocean
To absorb natures little joys
To escape from the senseless commotion
The smell of sea salt
The sand hot beneath my feet
My minds distractions come to a halt
Oh and is it so sweet
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