Thursday, June 12, 2008
Tag, you're it
been
chasing shadows of the wind
through drunken trees
into singing sunlight
forever circles without end
around sleeping clouds
beneath charlatan throngs
amidst stone sentinels
whistling and wandering
down deserted alleyways
haunted perfume
merely
forgotten remnants of abandoned wraiths
peek-a-boo stars
whisper secrets of the game
in a foreign dialect
with blinding light and effervescent depths
of night disguised
that tickles or tortures or enlightens or
destroys bygone perceptions
knee-high wonder & castles at the beach
a history misplaced
riven by an ancient blade
sand scattered into utter blackness
lyrics and words evolved
oxygen for survival
innate essence of all
ALL
and everything in between
angel of mercy or a jester in a lousy disguise?
ideas and notions
sustenence of a naked soul
vague distractions that echo in the marrow
never fully realized
under microscopes or umbrellas or over coffee
ever-elusive clues for an undetermined riddle
that I can't possess
enigma and the key
inhabitatants of Neverland
the ferry runs exclusively at night
sold out till the next full moon
no rides today
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