Thursday, 8 January 2015

true dust

The leap is bound through forever cup
and i live oh!
see this final way to find the just,
to find the play.

keep headed left into the unknown,
friends are there! go there! and enthrall your enjoyments of self esteem
and ridiculousness of whatever needs to be
done about the porridge in your bowl or the hamster in your sock.

let the water flow and flow with it
for we are one with nature and one with thee
and they capture our souls to collect a fee.
no sleep til the diamond is found

with in your heart and free men if you can call it free
because i believe that freedom comes with a cost,
a journey to the goal,
a shiver in our legs
and our freedom is us,

in unity and continuity that way
until you are free its a fee to be free
understand
let me,

curse the noble and help the poor.
keep them clean and watch them grow,
up until the desert store,
wine and dine for we are just
and turn your calamity
in a lack of lust.

your wrist it hurts to type
this nonsense so please help me distinguish what happens
when you are never forgotten.
but alas your wrist is nothing compared to what i saw on the avenue.

The avenue so sultry and must have strangers who in it,
thus lust.
Codes and rules of a gentle touch,
one day find out who is in it and must.

Strange panic and hopelessness,
stick your ass in the couch and
watch all the forefathers
who pretend in true dust.

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