Grandeur in Cages.

Harrowing stability, the feel of languid innocence. support the burning beams and hope for the sirens to sing. hold up those hands-- wishing for something more. learn the unbelievable. surrogate from the start, we all become proxies mind and body till the end. a moment too soon, we realize it all but too late. the microcosms of cavernous conclaves of delinquency and folly. soon to be nothing- we praise what light cannot give us. the need and desperation caused by gaping aristocracy-- we laugh in the midst of it all. hoping our next steps aren't our lasts. abstraction and the theory of its religion. short circuit the unbelievable. this habitual facade. save us nothing. harrowing truth. out of sight, out of mind' best describes negligence. how then would you wish such a fate on anyone. fate cannot be so cruel as to create for you something and have chance take it away. subdued we receive what is finally given. spit back the lie, and tell her you love her. sordid in deed, still we dance the good dance. escape to your prison and hope you've hid your heart. stagnant in your prayers you shiver from your words. let it roll from your tongue that fevored testament of love, lust, lost and detatch. in the midst of grandeur we become. hard shells and sheered sheep we continue our arduous condemnation. harking the great divine in worthy soliloquy, you kneel. and face your hunter.

Camouflage.

When is it acceptable and when is it not?
we drive ourselves crazy with thoughts of the future

and miserable thinking of the past.

-- But why does it seem that letting everything go

wont solve anything?

I blame the nail polish.

so shiny and colorful --and misleading

as like everything else.

To think of it, everyone are like cuttlefishes

you see what they want you to see

In the midst of near darkness

that luminescent skin

and exploding fireworks

a beacon emerges

scrambling to grab and grasp

we fight among ourselves
thinking we know better.

until it disappears

into nothingness.

leaving us wondering

if it were real or a dream.