just another feeling

Raped by art
Murdered by thought
I stand alone
Gaping at the shadows
Only to realize
They stand all alone
The far I got
The farther they get

The closer I get
The dearer they become

Threaten the possibilities of perception
I believe I can think

At the wink of the moment
I persuade
I proceed
And I deny



I agree and belief
That existence is mere miracle
It’s noting but magic-- a man's play
Well its just clay

You are clay
And shall play
Mould and blend


The harder it gets
The fragile it seems

Make belief facts of a human potential
Called life

Existence
Survival
I live
I strive

A scarlet
An artist
An engineer
Birds of the same flock
Flock of survival
Existence
No matter what the existence resides on

The first on paper
The second on passion
And the later on ego

Burns the books
Turn to the world
Reap a thought
Sow an idea

Let not yourself be a slave
A slave of pre conceived thoughts
Sex and books

You teach your self the best and
crit a self the same