Who Am I To Be This Way?

Jan 26, 2005 16:32

slowly draining batteries left alone
in a wailing smoke detector

a desperate grab for position in memory
creating egos so big they spread from the corporeal
onto pages of history books

a relative blink
a merciful nod

the diety's game
the individual's sufferance

transient; translucent
a shadow of truth

it rests in the heart
and assaults the mind
it dwells in sight
and feeds upon perception

tom cat jumped across to the adjacent trash can
black cat said it was nothing special
tom cat let out a great big sigh
black cat said it was nothing special
tom cat caught himself a mouse
black cat said it's all the same
the mouse caught him

black is an empty color
white is the abscence

catch a greyhound bus
to anywhere but here
change the channel
to a station less static

eat the commentary
with a silver spoon
spit out in your
paper napkin
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