Thursday, February 15, 2007

Adrenaline

Asking for plants to be fed upon dirty glasses, the earth suddenly rises on a circular gaze, regarding orange horizons, while the terrifying moisture emerges upon concrete walls, petals are all over scented images on a raising sun, seeing umbrella’s open on yellow cases that surround themselves with glow in the dark stones.
Lost bottles are always empty, while a cigarette’s always a cigarette.
To be filled with distant shores on a smokeless landscape, mournful youth’s spread the word, to a world with no sense of cause or apparent disguises that surround sheep within a circle, that’s neither concrete, nor obsolete, through corridors of sharp glasses, strangeness appears disguised of forms of being, the batteries are empty, no energy to depend upon.
Careless dust on clothes, that divides a city, that isn’t lost and has plenty of bridges to be crossed; laughter, smiles lost in fables that aren’t allowed to be fed upon.
Treasure’s heart and soul, that can’t provide or be provided, no senses lost, no cause to be fought.
The smile rises on peculiar places, regarding empty skies, tiny as an ant.
The universe forms itself on vague colours, accidents to be forgotten on a sudden gaze.
To believe on empty mirrors, to fall and enter on earth to be found, gazing, nurturing, believing on fruit, that can’t be eaten upon endless waves of auricular surroundings.

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