Wednesday, November 11, 2009

dated: 10-23-2006

staring through dirty counters, black words from black throats,
fire breathing, heartless, broken shattered destroyed killers
living longer than i, still days dead winds idle smoke
drifting slowly, rising, falling, parting, moons revolving
exploding fading dying whispering.. suns screaming loud
screaming nothing incoherent anger, sinking, flailing,
failing.. death like idle days idle minds move so fast
so simply intangible, cities, so simply dull, so
gracefully nullified, meaningless and wandering like
autos and spirits from fallen souls absence of rain
absence of life absence of death reality a stale factor
absence of love.. has been forgotten buried suffocated
evaporated disintegrated whoseveryown heart hath been
torn crushed stomped ugly beauty is nothing
nowhere, no one, nothing. no soul, no word(s),
no face action grace friend lover, nothing.
idle thoughts idle bodies wander through streets
what do you perceive? grass through gutters
trees through squares in concrete
machines through space and organisms
are just measurements what do you think?
moments are breaths and breaths are useless
and let this be said-
may the sun redeem itself
when self-inflicted destruction ensues
may it redeem its glory
and the true essence of beauty
is in its silence