The world revolves randomly
like a coin spun on it's edge
as I learn to grow
remembering colors of love
unsatisfied hunger
layered loosely, waiting on an exit
mind over matter
with a soft hum around existence
like cigarette rings exhaled into a non-existent ceiling
with a brief pause before disappearing
or electric shock therapy
a simple twist of one's fate
I witness your every weakness
dissect it's content
listless thoughts tangled incoherently
sketched into a portrait of "us"
the crisp November day use to hold promise
like softness of curve
it made a statement, something to feast upon
now the clock ticks silently in the background
grinding on the narrow elements of nerve
a long shadow of morning creeps slow
from the edge of frazzled memory cells
black birds peck at left over seed
an amusing process as identity breaks day
bent backwards
scattered like bones of history
hair gracefully slides across your face
and stars bloom inside placid eyes
I observe ~
opposites cannot blend
in a world of undefined gray-zones
yet, I stake my spot
and brace for the imminent storm
-this too shall pass
10-25-09
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