arabian abstract 12/23/07

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     tormented and scatterbrained

by legs with no feet

and beings with no faces

words with no vision

and thought without sight

continually lost in consistancy

ending softly with no flight

     the stregth it takes to fall back and lose grasp

is the inner demon you try to repel inside

it's consuming and leech-like nature

will summon us all.

is to fall forward to lean with ease

and comfort...? Maybe.

     dreams that often lie vacant

are weary and somber

color coded chambers

seeking meaning

out of ashes and suede clouds








Author's Notes/Comments: 

Fora bsolutely no good reason at all.

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