Saturday, May 06, 2006

"Terrible Lie!"

things are afoot, or maybe i am lying in only that NIN Terrible Lie kind of screaming a loud covered in mud kind of fashion-

back into this from now until the summer time-

I think the new Tool may spawn something, good god

Ok this is not geppetto related, but something i dig from writing the other day:

winds blowing
down your back
down again
down
winding its way
across
the crease of your spine
holding
the delicate balance
that has become
your waistline
an equator
a sunbusrt
blinding all the eagles
as they decline
from the sky
down your clothesline
into your white
basket

the basket
is where you meet
and greet
and seek
the feeling
the memory
the ceiling
coming
down

around

the sound

that's found
you as you once were
in the dorm room
coughing up smoke
drinking
the games
of our
youthful
peter pan
bliss

i miss

you there
snorting lines
trying to find
the times
that once made you so very happy

with some other
man

there i am
on the outskirts
ostracized
a word
that makes me laugh
at its utter pervasive
persuasive
negativity

driving you down
the charcoal colored
pavement
into
the hills

over a millenia
of cultures
you discover
all that
you could

ever
become
severed
from the gorgeous waves
carrying you into
my mouth
a shattered
prism
of words
the curds
of my eternal whey
they say
so many
things
they have given
me so many promises
for the accolades
and
i discover
it was all a giant
maze
meant
to frazzle
and razzle
the fires of

all

creation
through

and through
until
i sit

a man defeated
by the sceptor
sitting in his own hand

a symbol

for what,
we'll never know