Ashes

anger
builds repression
and still she smiles
at me
thinking all is right in the land
the cancer and her three birds
fell out of the nest with my first fall
broke my wings
learned to crawl on the eve of
self revelation
hurt my heart
bruised my feelings
over indulged
please don't eat
such a maze
he still has no idea
I am
not yet born
but I will be
soon

met
when the sun was blurred
and the drops smelled like toast
your vision of me
just the perfect
host
or hell of a ride
to take your pressure
build in curosity
never unearth what's behind the eyes
just a smile
tease the throat
jump the heart back 46 times
you uttered it
not me
drank of it
two much
i've seen enough
cut the corners
it's all a sack of shit
just rebirth
with all your ocean tides
i'm a sold whore
just fly me out of here
son of a bitch
written in tolerable lies
he escapes the mind
finally

Count to 46 oh wait 23 now 28

You want to know
the justification
that is each blurred vision
of my twenty two
with the teeth of incarnation
carved out in each
hollow square
fashioned to the rope of travel
shoot
pre amazement
all over the battle scars
I'd rather display them
than show you
what i've won
dissect my past
without pleasure of the futuristic revelation
i died on a train in 2033
match me
boy


count to twenty five
breath heavy into each tide
corner stones that roughly amuse
the realigned bones
before they break
stretch out the voice before you're thirty five
restless not high
just double take it all
as you go
fourth and conquer it all

Dream of the needle slipping in
but douse my realism
for the money is gone
yet it's meaningful fruit of luck
has not smiled upon me
in the form of gold
silver in the hair
small shards

before it all goes white...

Slam the door quietly

These thoughts as well as the expressions are reflected in the first-second-third and maybe the fourth incarnation that is made from thy own mind. Analyze don't assume to establish what it means, this is your own soap on wax just open up each interpretation. To reveal is the over indulgence of this truth taxation we all tend to magnify.

Don't love me just quote thee.