a chained revolving door

a chance to find what came before

and all the writer does is tell the story of
what you are seeking

my feet left falling ground
cracked a smile as i was taken up

who is this that calls

and makes me shudder

my joy was not enough for
the sites and feel of wet stones
and scolding water

i danced through moisture streets
with birds that flew much worse than me

as this time was all complete
i wondered

who was it that brought me up and
what did they want

who was making my life so empowered

the fire ate my eyes
and smoke came instead of cleared
and then i
saw her

the fate around her waist
the smile of that which lies below

and upside down you are
the helmet with that wheel was
chilling

rolling toward me with waving arms
you rolled toward me with waving arms
rolling straight toward me with waving arms
you came directly at me with waving arms
on your head you rolled with medusa like
waving arms


i came to you in confidence
now that the earth is gone
and there's no place to go

eat me you beast

09/09/2007

Author's Note: I'm sorry if you're tired of this already. Death is still in the air for me, I just saw the sunrise and the timing was right.

Posted on 09/09/2007
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