freeflowing thoughts, fragmented fissures
synapses snap! crackle! pop! it's surreal...
rolling back eyeballs, grand mal seizures
no one can convince me that's not how this feels
taken back phrases, conditioned responses,
silhouettes and shadows of what I felt for you
pushing me into high tide, emotions erratic
flotsam and jetsam and the shipwreck of me and you
raindrops look like stars falling willfully
heaven remembered is hell come to fruition
silence is death, like music remembered
echoing in the mind of a deaf-mute musician
sutured like the mouth of a raggedy ann doll
frivolous futile communal links
mountains of morality cascade in a landslide
and just like Atlantis, the whole world sinks.
2007-11-01
14:35:09
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