overload

November 24, 2008 at 10:50 pm (poem)

(various influences)

welcome in the plaza of glass
where nothing can ever be reached
yet oh so splendid seen.
fall, as the rain begins to sting
sink on the broken knees
slump down like being kicked
and fail to see a thing
because no one is there.

roll over, burn in vellum
scream and drown in ink

clockwork ticking
endless repetition
fixed yet ever changing
another incarnation
willing to bargain for the end
yet the future is deemed
to a written past

roll over, burn in vellum
scream and drown in ink

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