The rambling escapist with clipped wings

Wednesday, April 06, 2005

Double dose

Haven't posted in a bit..
Here's a double dose of my nonsense.

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Lull us to sleep.
Melodic strains
Touch us.
Venerate us.
Vilify us.
The visible touch of fingerprints left on the polished ebony
Polished gleaming.
Invisible touch on the spirits that lay
Unpolished souls.
The eyes are shut.
The ears are listening.
The heart is closed.
The lips are parted
Soothes it does.
Like a salve that heals slowly as each chord is resonated.
Each beat is drummed.
Each tremor is felt.
With each silence a craving is starved for wanting more
Wanting more.
Greed.
The illegitimate esctacy of flight that sorrows brings with it
Detached.
Temporal.
Knowing.
The final silence.
Nothing is heard.
And the living drift among its excesses.
Asleep.
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Expands and contracts.
Expands and contracts.
A motion. Everlasting.
Shall it ever contract till it eats itself inside out.
Twisting and wrenching
And at it final wrench
The sinews of its mass lose its tautness and tensions.
Then expands ever slowly.
Ever Slowly.
Ever Slowly.
May the cellular units contract amnesia and never shall it contract ever again.
Never wanting to feel the wrench ever again.
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