May 05, 2005 22:42
The house erupts relatively, eerily slowly
Some obstacle
Maybe underneath cold houses
I
Wonder about nothing today
That obstacle
Raging under nothing
Frantically, ruthlessly observing me
Another normal day
Losing every almost-vindicated entity
Buried existences hidden inside nice dreams
Heavy enigmas ravenously erupting
Some obstacle
Maybe underneath cold houses
I
Never endured every delusion
Too open
Frustrated over ridiculous games intricately vexing everything
Before using time
The house erupts relatively, eerily slowly
Some obstacle
Maybe underneath cold houses
I
Wonder if losing love
Might instigate severe sorrow
Too overtly open
I
Heave only personal endurance
I
Cradle another nothing
Momentarily only vexing everything
Only nothing
I
Heave only painful existences
The house erupts relatively eerily
Another raging enigma
Nothing open
Restless eternity growing ruthlessly existential toward souls