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Glory Bee
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Weasly woo
One conceptual evening
one red night
two key fritters
reversed to fight
manic though nimble
with uncreased bouffant
the derelict key weasle
blocked the artist
easle and all
one red night
two key fritters
reversed to fight
manic though nimble
with uncreased bouffant
the derelict key weasle
blocked the artist
easle and all
Unquestioning
To dream the impossible dream
to fight the unbeatable foe
to try when your arms are too weary
to reach the unreachable star.
And this is my quest
to get beat down on twitter
by some chevalier with a good name
and lots of followers.
No matter how hopeless
no matter how far
To fight for a spot
on invisible software
that will never be sought
by you, me, or anyone else.
Ever!
to fight the unbeatable foe
to try when your arms are too weary
to reach the unreachable star.
And this is my quest
to get beat down on twitter
by some chevalier with a good name
and lots of followers.
No matter how hopeless
no matter how far
To fight for a spot
on invisible software
that will never be sought
by you, me, or anyone else.
Ever!
EZee
The poor cummin scented bison was caught in a blender with an isometric swiveling triangle.
She got a lilly looking sunstoke before coliding with the Inca zenith.
Her lily while lips were last seen: eating homemade musli in a scientologist gazebo, with some guy from some "Heroes" shit: Panettone, or something.
She got a lilly looking sunstoke before coliding with the Inca zenith.
Her lily while lips were last seen: eating homemade musli in a scientologist gazebo, with some guy from some "Heroes" shit: Panettone, or something.
Maternal?
Paternal?
or is it a mix
had Icarus a stint with Phoenix?
No one noticed
as a child spiraled into the sun.
Quite out of reach
the people did preach
as child after child disappeared in their midst
They never did notice
the future repeated
Untill
the children began to dream
Each dream did sing, then took wing
escalating further and further
until each time
in loxodrome rhyme
they too
fell into the flame
This time the child,
in a flicker of thought, remaind aloft
For Icarus' ashes
exhaled a sigh
which returned to the sky
Meanwhile
the child remembers
Birds are flying
Skies are crying
for this occasional improbable mind.
and so the myth goes
changing in time
untill
new heads turn
to the stars to learn
again
Through the guise
of children's eyes
scouring the skies of destiny
to burn
they return
rebirth is in their blood.
or is it a mix
had Icarus a stint with Phoenix?
No one noticed
as a child spiraled into the sun.
Quite out of reach
the people did preach
as child after child disappeared in their midst
They never did notice
the future repeated
Untill
the children began to dream
Each dream did sing, then took wing
escalating further and further
until each time
in loxodrome rhyme
they too
fell into the flame
This time the child,
in a flicker of thought, remaind aloft
For Icarus' ashes
exhaled a sigh
which returned to the sky
Meanwhile
the child remembers
Birds are flying
Skies are crying
for this occasional improbable mind.
and so the myth goes
changing in time
untill
new heads turn
to the stars to learn
again
Through the guise
of children's eyes
scouring the skies of destiny
to burn
they return
rebirth is in their blood.
Tideland - a review
If grown up's were emptied
and put into bed
how would our pretty little heads be filled?
Would it be new
or would it be daft
The emptiness of the shaft
(tee hee)
What could be more chilling
Than death unfulfilling
As the abyss has been known
to be
Could we
through staring:
be lightening the load
of the abyssmus
reflected, refracted
through innocent eyes
liberating the loneliness staring back
Could we be friends
with the endless is...
or must we grow into the world?
as is.
and put into bed
how would our pretty little heads be filled?
Would it be new
or would it be daft
The emptiness of the shaft
(tee hee)
What could be more chilling
Than death unfulfilling
As the abyss has been known
to be
Could we
through staring:
be lightening the load
of the abyssmus
reflected, refracted
through innocent eyes
liberating the loneliness staring back
Could we be friends
with the endless is...
or must we grow into the world?
as is.
Interface
The day.
functionality stopped.
The way.
redundancy appeared.
Had naught to do with the day or the way.
Yet remains the end of many a day.
the last we saw, of
that last black dawn,
my son will never see.
Praise be.
For there was never one.
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