normal :: prev :: next :: i hear the drumbeat, i feel the rush i'm pulled up every morning by the noise of it all i thought i would be somewhere else today thought i would see a different reflexion but then i was shaken by what i saw i'm getting to the bottom of this thing i won't give up now that i'm so close if i can just keep it straight in my head i see what's likely, i see what's not i reach for what my eyes behold and find i'm still hanging on too hard i push and struggle, bump and muddle here in the darkness so bright i can't see and 1000 lying voices all speaking the truth i see the paint is wearing thin the walls are starting to show through the ancient graffiti was there all the time i have forcefully discovered many roads, all seemingly going to cities of light but with eyes closed, i perceive there is truly just one as expected, the answer is so simple the way out so close it was breathing on my neck i just needed to turn around the darkness is unnerving, makes me itch, but these things take time, don't they, a profound instant in the darkness won't get me out so now i want to rest, lay down my head sleep for a while, on this damp pillow, and dream again of flying © 2001 (17 october) john r. chase
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