We are always interpreting ourselves,
Interpreting our actions, thoughts
and even those interpretations.
Will becomes the extension,
So too does it look upon
itself to ask where
the arbitrary line
should be drawn.
Where do I end,
Where does the machinery
of my intention take the place
of the unequivocality that I saw.

From the start of this
To the very end
Swimming in ignorance
We'll do it all again

Sands from the hour glass
Keep on seeping
As we watch history
Repeating...

Under the baking sun
Nothing has ever changed
What's being done's been done
The path remains the same

As the bell loudly tolls
Time is fleeting
Watching history
Repeating...

Have there been lessons learned
I'm thinking not this turn
Getting what's deserved
In everything we earn

We still remain the same
In our hearts beating
As we watch history
Repeating...

I feel your shame in me as a dance;
navigating with words to meander past tables hosting hungry bodies, silently. Your vocabulary crops me out of pictures. Your language erases me from the past as it is happening. You speak through me as I stand in front of you.

"Are you ashamed of me?", I'd ask, weeks later when
we haven't talked still.
We haven't talked more.
We haven't talked anymore.

[I'm in a bad way thinking about
pretty girls
&
red lips that say "good bye",
if they say anything at all.]

So some nights we lay on our sides,
and other nights we lay on our backs,
and all the other nights we sleep anxiously.
****.
No, I sleep anxiously

Yesterday.....tomorrow
Happiness........sorrow
Promises..........­broken
Warmth.............frozen

Full heart.........empty shell
Heavens bliss....lonely hell
Future plans......hopes fade
Loves light.....eternal shade

Living a nightmare....Another day dawns
A deafening silence....learn a new song
Anger, self blame.................I finally see
Threw me away..............I'm finally free!

here comes the buzz
here comes the feed
don't bother with facts
there's really no need

if you're looking for stories
to sensationalize
if you need entertainment
just fill it with lies

and where we are going
is anyone's guess
as we fill in the byline
with anonymous

saying we heard it from sources
we can not confirm
but it still is our hope
you believe every word

though you may have your doubts
about what you just read
we've still placed that thought
inside of your head