Artimus Bena Admiral

Joined: 17 Aug 2004 Posts: 637 Location: Dreamland.
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 2:09 pm Post subject: I... |
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...skim the lifetimes in my inner landscape,
Searching for something meaningful to say,
And the yearning worsens
Compulsion is my enemy...
The varied cities below,
Sprawling, connected, bustling, slow
Are framed with roads and valleys
Mountains, dead ends,
My enemies are my only friends...
But the sky is only so high
Push your body up with too much force
and you'll be met with solid glass
The universe a projection just beyond this boundary
And one can only wonder what's between the projection
and the glass...
It is air, is it nothing?
And where's the projector? Above? Below? Another dimension?
Cross my fingers, hope to live
Darkness hissing through my teeth
Look for flowers in a sieve
Beg to borrow, cheat deceit
I have no city hall
No prime minister in a tower
No stone-built city walls
No governmental power
In this place I am both the uncontested ruler,
and a beggar on the streets
I'm everyone, no one
The master of this universe
Every God and every flea
Yet there are so many places I'd rather be
...than in my own head.
I am the city.
I am the projector.
I am the glass--BREAK THE GLASS!! _________________ SACRE BLEU!
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