(no subject)
thought id post this again...it just hits the spot for me....
and it turns out the truth was all it had projected
no names
nothing else it had wanted to
to the left was the only hand that belonged to it
but to the right
there were many things pending
and somewhere
on the 4th floor
lay what i had been looking for
those open eyes saw only what they could comprehend
never taking notice to other sights that should have saved
but that didn't matter now
it told me to go along with it
i told it
"my eyes will do the only following with you,
all over myself, yours will have regretted"
bide the time to do what is needed
but those terms are far too unfair for me
and presented to me was what seemed
like a reparation
somehow the recently discovered psychopath was not psycho
just on a different level of reality
once it is malformed into a hybrid
yours plus theirs
you and the opposite become the pseudo-beings
the unimportant, hostile, diseased
and we take away from ourselves
hearts and spines
ears and mouths
then it becomes a physical question
i could have sworn all of this was real
and the phrase is constantly changing
so many beautiful parts
but no beautiful wholes
the only wholes were the empty ones
that being empty
was the play on words
the whole hole
...holes...
and we are now like sponges
taking in all we can to fill up the empty, shallow
chasms
the sesquipedilian dialect shan't exist
the name you trust?
___________
(fill in the blank)
and it turns out the truth was all it had projected
no names
nothing else it had wanted to
to the left was the only hand that belonged to it
but to the right
there were many things pending
and somewhere
on the 4th floor
lay what i had been looking for
those open eyes saw only what they could comprehend
never taking notice to other sights that should have saved
but that didn't matter now
it told me to go along with it
i told it
"my eyes will do the only following with you,
all over myself, yours will have regretted"
bide the time to do what is needed
but those terms are far too unfair for me
and presented to me was what seemed
like a reparation
somehow the recently discovered psychopath was not psycho
just on a different level of reality
once it is malformed into a hybrid
yours plus theirs
you and the opposite become the pseudo-beings
the unimportant, hostile, diseased
and we take away from ourselves
hearts and spines
ears and mouths
then it becomes a physical question
i could have sworn all of this was real
and the phrase is constantly changing
so many beautiful parts
but no beautiful wholes
the only wholes were the empty ones
that being empty
was the play on words
the whole hole
...holes...
and we are now like sponges
taking in all we can to fill up the empty, shallow
chasms
the sesquipedilian dialect shan't exist
the name you trust?
___________
(fill in the blank)