Engulfed
By distrortion.
The contradictions grow.
How do we live our live, yet guide
Others
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Engulfed
By distrortion.
The contradictions grow.
How do we live our live, yet guide
Others
Others
have come and gone
I lay stranded on the shore
with no courage to retort or
venture
venture
trust capital
brick in the economy
lever in the marginal scale
Cold Wall
HUMANITY?
Cold Wall
made out of stone.
Berlin saw through the cracks.
what others could not see from the
outside.
outside
water a fish
I am struggling for a
breath; Inside I am fighting death
for life
good one Maz.
for life
there are prices
waterslide birth canals
hanging upside down in terror
crying
crying
for attention
not outwardly, inside
where the windows of the tender
souls reach
souls reach
after a hard
trip to the Soul Mansion
only to wait for their bodies'
return
return,
new thoughts spinning
an old environment,
whirlwind snagging soil, clouds brought
to sky
to sky
domed over the
river beds and fitted 'tween
the redwood fern establishments
at dawn
At dawn
blazing rays of light
grey lakes neath settling mist
broken by the sudden sound of birds
sweet song
sweet song
coursing through the
sugar you breathed in my veins
when you led me 'round the room in
your arms.
your arms...
they crushed my soul...
they just left me for dead...
your arms are the most horrid thing...
evil...
evil
is what you think
evil is nothing but
a ploy to keep you off the track
you choose
evil
succumbs to my
artless appetites for
plain inane sophistication
requite