to the naked eye
the view is clear,
fuzzy is
when you never leave
your self-centered box
so set your mind free,
let the body do it’s thing.
concentration is key.
so painstakingly obvious
for always
the truth lies, in the beauty of my mind
forever mistaken, paths… crimes
crushes and rocks so hard they can kill
puncture the heart, un real
but is
power
climb up to the top of the mountain
take in what you see
down
sad
slide
pain
magnitude space
cave
and then…
you,
left,
…
to make sense of it…
for always in my mind is the sensation of time, space, anything never replaced but rather stood still forever stream… with the body the soul the mind. can you trascend….
i cant feel good so i make up this bullshit philosophy
the minds are in charge
whos in charge of the minds?
anticipate the days when blood flows freely from her neck,
into a pool of ecstasy
a smile…
gold.
feels good.
I ask you
How you’re doing
What you do
When you do
What you think
How you feel
Why you sink
In your seat
When you hear
The words uttered
Your stomach turns
Your heart sinks
Into my hand
Its melted wax
Drip and hit
The open space
We both occupy
Intensified gestures
Diminished words
Cue your eyes
To the moon
Spill the truth
I feel you.
What do I have?
What do I value?
What do i see?
What lies between
you and me?
I feel you every day
I run into shadows and light
retrieving all that I can
from every corner
every dark hole
every glistening ray
my stomach hosts the aftermath
the aftermath
sinking in my mind
tossing
turning
this
now that
the truth
remains intact
for you
just
are.
fill my cup with water
one last gulp.
refreshed?
stalling while the confusion lingers.
directionless.
love and art
heart and hate
feel so great
we dont relate
get a grip of yourself and take a listen to the river well..
it will answer a question for you that you’ll hate and you’ll hate
catcher in the rye is ending in a stye where mother can lie
and give birth to her kids
forever locked into a story book
for children to re read every day
and frog told me once you cant have it all
if you’re lucky enough then you too will find love
step one
breathe
…
and then
let it build up… the patience diminishes….. the beast comes out.
stretch.
relax.
dive into this beautiful mess with grace.
