Friday, March 10, 2006

but wait theres more

I feel like trying to unload.

on a shot
it twists into the wind
wrestling away from gravity like hydrogen
it moves amongst the stars too

i am going there

it shall happen quietly without warning

and cold is the frame

lifts up and glides
cherishing the freedom
of lonelyness
and guile

leaps upon the the broken man and raizes
the ground beneath shakes with delight

it is upon this wind the soul can glide and become part
of the instance
of the yearning
of the lost dreams and found realities
it is here

no more alone than anything
nothing is left untouched

and it is growing
an organism full of...

and it ends

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