Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

to sleep
to dream
to die
a little
to try
and take
back heaven

I am

linear &
easily distracted
by the beauty
of evolution

dreaming dust
sliding in
& gone again
we are loud &
obvious
we are
in passing
designed
broken &
longing

brief
her stay
climatic graves
deserve their
ounce of
affection
I feel it...
your tired
excitement
how long
can we
go on
this way
pretending
the end
has happened

what you want
seems like
I've got
no use for

but for the
dread of it
surreal realities
collapse this
house of cards

the art of
uprooting
manifestations
collecting dust

"I'll join Peter Pan and never look back"

I applaud all attempts
to never ever look back

Never...hmmmm

we were dreaming we were lost
& falling & why not see
where this hole leads

as worlds turn our eyes
toward the stars I wish
I am wherever you are

I'm at a loss
these words
your words
continue
to deconstruct
my best
guess
your road
will bridge
the gap
between
my heart
& thoughts

We will
always
be

apart
this
way

cast your shadow

fluid tripping

yes
2 + 2 = 5
when
the mind
is properly
trained
slavery
is
freedom
ignorance
is
strength
&
war
is
peace

floods of
under
currants
drown
out
her
voice
bits of
karma
enchant
the castle
where
reoccurring
nightmares
thrive
I am
the only
living
victim
bearing
witness
to her
crimes

no

it is
only you
I read
about
& drift off
to foreign shores

to come back
for more of
this wild & tired
tornado

by any means despense
with the despensing of wisom
gathered in these shallow pools
where
Muses exsist
to please us
with nothing
but their shadows

the muses have almost
forgotten your name

& its too late to bribe them
with your good intentions

you must convince us all
you mean what you say