eye see you
to the beating,
your heart repeating
on different sides
of coins' reflections,
plates of sate ignoring
the rejection of Time,
rhyme like a cult in blue shrouds
lying on dead beds drinking koolaid,
laughing aloud at the sound of death.
empty the eyes of feeling!
peel the skin off the healing of desire~
fire up the wire and let us take our shoes off now
and walk upon it, toe to toe....
i am in limbo
i am fueled by lust, the trust tainted
by truth, youth dismissed like a nether child
ruled with a cane, insane with the poor rich itch
of abundance never quelled, swelled by the eye
on me, tried by destiny, endured by a mirror
i fear i may never wake up
i dreamed me here naked
and i am burning
on a stake
when oh when oh when
will i awake?
oh how the hearts of love on fire,
poor and rich and quaint,
deal with the us and you and me
which dreams of if and ain't.
Love is a glove.
I'm puttting it on.
into the fire there's a lyric, a song,
I'm just a rhapsody lost in a whim
wandering inside and outside of him......
with the silent sweep of me