odd key is out of tune the turning never ends a big house with big windows and bigger skies still, the glass is half empty even half full and the noise is killing slowly in your face I see the fall, where is the beauty ? where is the pain ? where is that life happy, insane, they die one after the other heroes of thy father, and I lie my ear down on the strings of a sound that never spins…
I am in the wrong, for how much long ? out of pity it grows it feeds on the sadness larger than the world that it quotes, blue tainted hair and blue painted nails, it scars the skin it bleeds and it dreams, in between hills where the water spills the burning has passed with a bottle of gin and so, Julia dreams…
writing became stale, my thoughts linger outward in a redundant and unskilled manner in hesitant yet concise steps, nothing but disgraceful sampling of the unattended entropy…
the inner equation is unfit the variables tremble, either there is no constant or the definition may be inaccurate so the pursuit of an X proves fruitless and it is more of a Y than anything else;
I, a single letter to me it is key to understanding…
You, poetry seeks insight there is a rhythm to follow, an elegant musicality the incorporeal promise of beauty and excitement as imagination unfolds at the very moment the eyelids drop – a slap to the senses : is there anything left for … ?
I am the I am the darkness the might to be and the state of being I can not control, a feeling lost in between times a single line going straight to you… you are a friend but not the one to me and I scream into the void I scream my will to exist free from fear free from the prison I have accepted in me I will you to be, the one the one that is there waiting for me a doorway to another existence another chance to be free form weight open to all gravity pulled sunward emotion I need a feeling to transform my devotion, love me adoration I am but a soldier unwanted commotion, you love me the emotion I am resolution darkness my way is commotion…
Dear friend, I’ve lost my way going south… trapped in a dream that is not really mine building bricks to build up the Wall people are wrong tell me who you are, I need music my voice will it suffice? when in the craving I fill up the cases and then fade in some way… my fingers blue my sight alright are there any purple stars? dancing with my heart there is not much light on the other side of the line I followed from the start; Love – how do you measure how can one know the steps you have taken the strings you have severed brought you any closer or made you whole, a simple choice her hand is made of white noise…
I am the darkness, I am the world this is the suffering, do as you’re told you have no choice, it’s beyond control in this dungeon, in the cold this is where it takes your soul immortal life from the above you’ve been dreaming since day one…
I am the silence, I am the wreak in this longing there is no break there’s no fire for them to see your eyes are filled with misery, no equation, no chemistry love’s a lie and so is she shadow covered memories you broke it all and you can’t feel…
I am the fate, the voice of reason calling your name in this prison stretch your arms, break the machine give your mind an atomic spin, chase your devils, loose your hounds I am fire, I am the blood when I seek I never hold never do as you were told!
For I am the voice, I am the rage that never screams when out of stage, I am the heat, I am the heart I am the beat and the savage night, thoughtful king and cruel master a monster ride on a purple kite, a beast of many sorts I am the pure glorious life…
told me long ago to listen for the signs silence bursting out the darkest and most villain vibes the night aligns the pounding in this cage I am a hunter, I am also pray hold you harder, in my dream I walk away only invisible machines connect us to the stream