| Current mood: | creative |
| Current music: | Enjoy the Silence~ Depeche Mode |
Written Language
For Seth ....
Cracking open the inside of this skull
I pressed my hands in to find what was left
What was left in this creation of mine
Finding the black hole where everything
Tore like pages from a book
Pages of dreams and wicked things
Pages of a writer's hope
...Buried in neglect from all its waste...
a pleassure to press my fingers onto this screen
Needing to find some time to contemplate...
I opened my eyes wide to ink letters forming
From an unknown hand from the other side
Watching a page lifting with only
What dreams may come.. forming into words
From a faceless prescence behind a blinding screenagain
Gypsy music playing for the eyes
Brought these creations back to life
Gypsy music played with words
... sewing these pages together...
placing what was his inbetween the lines
the holes and the cracks to make them live
I gesture
I write
I smile...
Thank you my silent friend
Thank you my gentle spirit
For making these dreams live again
Breathe again and bleed again...
Gypsy music playing for the eyes
Brought these creations back to life
Gypsy music played with words
..sewing these pages together...
placing what was his inbetween the lines
the holes and the cracks to make them live
...again...
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