Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

what? you don't think anymore?
not that thinking promises anything
just a way to put things in perspective
forcing logic to work despite the truth

but come on now... this is too much
you can't really mean this crap
it sounds like youve been locked down
in some vocabulary of yesteryear and forgot
to open the door that you always swore
was locked and you were some prisoner

but you gotta know this is just not true
you can think... i know you can.. really
just open up your fucking head and shhhh...

watch those things fly outta that attic mind
and look at what is remaining in the corners
and in front of all the windows that opened up

too many head trips that stay only there
in the head with no way to get out like that
that prisoner you have become and see as
a dead end to all your living and breathing

light that light
see the shadows dissipate
light that light
see the shadows dissipate
light that light
see the shadows dissipate

bravo!

i can think! and i think i like it! ... no, i know i do!

you're sure pretty when you smile...

this resembles the twice daily conversations I have
with my two teenage stepdaughters.....
but I remove the association when I say that I like
this....a lot.

i gotta kick outta your reply, justwalt.

glad you enjoyed. thx.

I cannot tell a lie...too often.

As usual, I totally love this write Cec.
It soars me!
H

you'll find me blushing when i read your replies, my dear Hes. thank you... very much... blushing makes me feel so... real.

kinda like "wake up! and sMeLL the coffee." heh

I can think. It just ends up being skewed. The the thought images are like the distortions in a hall of mirrors at an amusement park. Yet I think therefore I am.

John