and as embedded as his words were...he disregarded all sense of realism. pressing into the background as if it were a sheet of paper. he launched forward and left this world in an instant. to eliminate any sort of trust he had with this world. leaving the home of lies and deceit.

when I believe, you concieve this knowledge. our minds as two and our bodies as one. breathing life into lifeless glaciers. all dauntlessness aside the imperfections show. the grooves. and as alive and contrasted as it may have been....his hands were flames. needed to melt away all things dead. all things imperfect.

is it? was it? a second out of the day. where countless things happen at approximate times of some days. standing bare to a constant...resisting flow of literate symbols. hands pushing forward. a quick adjustment here and there. data becomes paragraphs. and then a quick back arch to bring a foot into this. and now vibrant colors replace once harsh ( Read more... )

his eyes fell out. and were replaced with bright burning stars. and he was reaching out for you, but you had no part. so his hand took form of the universe and he sat legs crossed to etch out something worth looking at. and his other hand lifted to wipe the raging fire from his eyes ( Read more... )

orchestrated
rhythms and fair...yet weathered movements. and from sea to see you. I have this puzzle. and it is in form of a sentence. without a beginning or an end. just a feeling. and my hand stretched at 180

please. please stop. I can't sleep with all this thought being pushed up on me. self inflicted pain won't cease. mentally. just keep it together and focus. live.

I suppose there is just nothing you can do. just be a fool and wait for results. keeping your eyes to the ground. and saying what you can to keep their eyes to the sun. otherwise you're worthless. and you just leave them alone ( Read more... )

through and through all the layers he saw. all those more true colors. which grows considerably worse. or warming. and he certainly wouldn't avert. never to miss a beat. but to infinitely gain wisdom. and realize more or less....the beauty.

my eyes are open. and hands are coming out reaching for all the odds and ends we find pleasure in. sexual tensions. peaceful forthcomings. extend your hand and I will leave you with lack of air.

it's a sense. oh it's direction fading. oh it's the light in my eye. oh it's forming. forming an amazing canvas. to marvel. every emotion on my face. in my favor. oh yes. you're in my favor. lifetime stay here beside me. stay stay and talk to me. while stars agree and disagree. philosophically. with all things right and wrong. this bench here our ( Read more... )