Wednesday, May 1, 2013

A Latin Whisper

Formulate a design to banish all running sorts of
demons and doorways.
And the sluggish denial...is still in play
taking expressive notations with the ink of the ocean from my eyes

Throwing stones at clouds like children do
Chewing on backwards apples like people do
Runaway to it
Shy away from the magic
The cure... like I do
Tool to fix the despair of a broken heart and the sad songs that
plague those who wish to be plagued
Hide away from it all

We are all forgotten like rose petals in the wind

Synonym
the bastard who becomes a ruler
over lands of make believe
And here we are again
Cast a social parade which makes things all right
in brains of diseased individualistic tenants whom
know not when to leave or let things be

Here comes the dumb world
Here comes the show of make up faces
Here comes the living lies
Here comes the paper bullets
Here comes the fractured grins
Here comes the nexus of frail gains
Here comes the dye of sounds
Here comes the poison vapors
Here comes the next day

In love with being at ease and peace
on a wonderful world of wild wisdom
Lure me in my Hidden Goddess
Been crawling on all fours
digging through mud
clearing out the insecure fractions
as I wallow in bitterness
Pierced my armor tight
Cracked my walls just right
I just need
Eye just need
Need my nirvana with a bit of vertigo slapped in tonight

There is little science in silence

Give in to my limitations
watch me grow
Slow the metamorphosis
watch me explode
Need a fix to cross me over till next time
Be bitter or humble
stretch a ear to stranger's Latin Whisper