Saturday, December 26, 2009

Untitled One

I find my neighbors lost
Stuck in perpetual motion forward
Toward the light They said to follow
No forks cross their minds

Wind-up seekers of The Destiny
Determined before the springs were wound
Step after step in pursuit of mundane
Success - an abcess in the brain

I fall apart to the sky,
my atoms cast asunder
A pillar of light reaches my Third Eye
I am kissed by Thunder

Skin to ash and Soul and Mind
Thrown to the Wind in rapturous perception
of the Absence - I sing with joy:
I see through the Gods
I understand the question

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