Saturday, December 14, 2013

IF YOU CATCH MY DRIFT



I was drifting in my dream when the current took me
I did not resist the flow, in a manner of wait and see
when it comes to the crunch, I just need the energy
to snap out of a situation that won't render me free
but to what purpose, what end and to what degree
is irrelevant when it comes down to my right to be
naturally me, as pure and unwary as simply a tree.



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Thursday, December 12, 2013

-- X --



Why, why...
Oh why 
bother to deny 
all that has been 
laid by you so far.
You have after all
the makings
of a specimen
which has
a track record
displayed
as a string of lies
played
like a violin
over
and over again
till...
there is
no more
strings
attached.
From now on
you are my
--- X ---
this is
--- Y ---
I M
who
I M.








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APPARITION



Inside the brain where intelligence resides of some kind
in a visceral place consciousness is received by the mind
underlying the surface, beyond boundaries one may find
an invisible presence unaware of the fate which may bind
a ghostly being whose existence is only seen by the blind
the conjured creature finally surfaced after a steady grind.










LUCKY TREET



On a table of roulette a fast feast has been laid
the famished being offered a great deal of bait
by means of the wheel spin a spurious promise
losers who eat with their eyes, digest in demise
until they are wiped out as the oracle could tell
predicting just about all that is about to prevail
bettors better not push their luck to hit the nail.






Tuesday, December 10, 2013

HINT



Honey coated vanity, food for insanity
it serves to disseminate this life's irony
best things in life are free, go hug a tree
when the air is pure, the water crystal clear
time to wake up my dear, the beloved is here 
a slight indication of fear might blind the seer.




Monday, December 09, 2013

BLOOD OF A PUPPET



When the stone sheds heavy tears 
then shall emerge the fallen one 
upon itself who seems to feed 
snake swallowing its own tail 
rattled with intimate venom
a spider is crying out loud
for its own measure
of pain and pleasure
a scorpion circled with fire
commits suicide in the dire
it should be clear in a while
out in the open and for sure
who is rotten and who is pure
you can not be force-fed any day
wake up puppet, wake up and play!