the insanity
the rage that flows through the veins
to keep one's cool
raw emotion leads to irrational decisions
nothing more than a crazed ape
evolve we did
and
think therefore are.
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Friday, June 5, 2009
light shines in
deflected by a silhouette
it hits this object
a green glass a coke bottle
and shatters into different directions
but its not the light that is noticeable
this bottle
aged
dusty
empty
lonely
staring into the bookshelf
looking at the edges
and through this cup
they begin to fade
blur
this cup aged
dusty
empty
the door cracks open
but light doesn't rush in
foot steps
each step creates a different note
in the song of noises that shouldn't be heard
the floor creaks
thud
the table shakes
the vase breaks
its in a million pieces
but no one knows
it was empty
bottle, cup, or vase?
deflected by a silhouette
it hits this object
a green glass a coke bottle
and shatters into different directions
but its not the light that is noticeable
this bottle
aged
dusty
empty
lonely
staring into the bookshelf
looking at the edges
and through this cup
they begin to fade
blur
this cup aged
dusty
empty
the door cracks open
but light doesn't rush in
foot steps
each step creates a different note
in the song of noises that shouldn't be heard
the floor creaks
thud
the table shakes
the vase breaks
its in a million pieces
but no one knows
it was empty
bottle, cup, or vase?
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
the wind whistled without reason
there it is
without reason
a cold shiver creeped up my back and hovered over my neck
then
it
took shape
not really a noticeable one
but more so than wind
it moved through me
i felt cold
i was stripped of the things i knew
left questioning why?
given a new slate
by this being
feeling numb
everything is so see-through
no control over what doesn't exist
our senses can trick us in cases of paranoia
there is little to do
but let the shivers consume us
there it is
without reason
a cold shiver creeped up my back and hovered over my neck
then
it
took shape
not really a noticeable one
but more so than wind
it moved through me
i felt cold
i was stripped of the things i knew
left questioning why?
given a new slate
by this being
feeling numb
everything is so see-through
no control over what doesn't exist
our senses can trick us in cases of paranoia
there is little to do
but let the shivers consume us
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
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