strange

"and may i present to you the basilisk?"
strange memories floating around the surface of my mind.
seemingly synchronous subtle sights strangely strike small smiles saving some
my organs!
written for me, plain to see... plain to see... plain to see.... plane to sea...
the bear was there
in the dream, i saw her face, but out of place,
i woke up exhausted,
the various paces of my life are funny
parts of me seem at a virtual standstill
and parts of me seem to be well ahead of the rest
parts of me are still hidden
but if they're my parts, then i'm hiding them
so, i'll have to trust that i know what i'm doing
ha ha ha!
your starting to question me now!
to read to bleed to breed to need
to will to fill to spill to kill
your fed your bed your head your dead
you kneel you squeal you feel you deal
to touch to clutch too much too much!
what is real....


...do i want to know?



how many times have i learned and died?
how many times have i seen and cried?
how many times have i even tried?
how many times did i give up and hide?

repeat repeat
twice twice twice
living in the desert, wouldn't it be nice.
the meanings gone, i continue on,
hope in retrospect to see,
what's become of me.

back to work,
fuckin' jerk
blurtyasshole
eat shit
strange memories, like i stated