Sunday, June 11, 2006

Vacation of negationism

-Europa-

It was shortly after the fall of Rome that I discovered myself.

A body

Separated from its appendages by seas and by land.

The Id and Ego an iceberg.

My consciousness, the Titan.

A voyage

To find myself, and enlighten the sun

to burn a little warmer

To tell the wind to blow a little faster.

Grass will be greener, and the sky much more blue.

To slow time, truly and at will.

No, to forget clocks completely.

I will never argue ignorance again

A key for every lock (but no master keys here)

And a treasure-trove of answers, not delusions.

Ill journey home a new man.

The Id, a jackal on a leash.

The ego, inflated, but remaining grounded.

Its not a quest to forget history

It’s a campaign to create it.

Its time to see the world!


Sunday, June 04, 2006

road to recovery

a third person view
from the top of the room
from the vent near my cealing
shows a sCab thats not healing

i wonder if he knows the jokes the jesters play
or behind his back, the things they say
or in his sleep, he dreams while he lays
of a time and place unlike tOday.

will someone tell him he'll be okay.

whats in his head, i wonder
as he stares out the window of a passenger seat
while outside is lightning and thunder
and the rain gets colder until it turns to sleet

they say "dont drive your car so fast"
well hes not the driver, no he's not in control
and the tires are spinning, barely gripping the road
can't imagine the breaKs would do him much good.

he made it home tonight
but he wont be there tomorrow.
virginias where he'd rather be
where he can talk out his problems with a friend at a tablE.

when birds of a feather flock together;

DIVERSITY

I killed 7 birds
with 7 stones;
Made a necklace from their feathers
and left their eggs for others.

I killed 7 birds
with 7 stones;
Left their eggs alone
and gave their bodies to the Crows.