Monday, August 26, 2013


It all comes out as the same note.
The same space where everything seems to be of one color
Where the most adventurous dreams end in a time-consumptive lesson
And all that was and is are the same
Passing some thoughtless nexus
traveling through entrophy
As time destroys us all
Each to our own design
The madness blooms under feral sun
Suspicions boil where affirmation once held sway
Under the reign of the sun
Everything becomes a competition

As the proliferation of self is all-consuming

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