Monday, October 02, 2006

when memory is the lapse

merrily merrily
life is but a dream
bizarre, frightening, and filled with puzzles and hidden meaning
sex lurks behind every stimulus
violent imagery and absurd situations are all i remember
darkness whispers taunts
humiliation and fear loom threatening to consume me

i hide deep inside
act real snide
feels like i died
and i never even tried

visions of mechanical space scapes and robotic transcendence
colour life between drugs
the buzz comes
to feed my dreams
to give me hope
to set me off
set me free

i don't hide inside
i run to the sun
and burn in the sky

careful Icarus
don't push your luck

is there such a thing?
with wings of fire
the sun is no threat

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