02-04 Circumvention Smile

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Turn it up.

Smooth

rhythm fingers dancing

over melodies of bent distorted lines

with wanton disarray,

disorganized between the minds

of hide and seek surrender,

looking forward to a time

of mental sound emancipation.



Break it down.

Cruel

crooked disconnection

rears its ugly head between distorted lines

among the power play

of savage hearts with severed minds

with double meaning diction,

splitting tongues in half each time

the knife returns to find its victim.



Get it out.

Blood

clots around the exit

wound that throbs around the black distorted lines

where I can place my grip

to pull the weapon sharpened minds

from backs that beg for healing,

thanking life while biding time

to watch unfolding justice quicken.



Take it in.

Crude

twisted angle method

crave control, manipulate distorted lines.

Instead of coming clean,

discover ways to trick the minds

of bridges turning ember

taking opportunistic time

to plot another self-deception



Turn it up.

Smooth

rhythm fingers dancing

over melodies of bent distorted lines

with wanton disarray,

disorganized between the minds

of hide and seek surrender,

looking forward to a time

of mental dream emancipation.



Where for once we can be just real

drop the guard and take a dive

complete

in each other’s company



no need to shield intention

we can lay out all our yearning

on the table with the rest

face up for all to see



then we can build a house of cards

that will never topple down

that holds against the storms

of selfishness and greed



there’s room for everyone to live

and we can help each other thrive

in a light among the water

as we grow, together seek



Smooth

rhythm fingers dancing

over melodies of bent distorted lines

with wanton disarray,

disorganized between the minds

of hide and seek surrender,

looking forward to a time

of mental sound emancipation.



Smooth

water undisturbed

without a hint

of any wind or subtle breeze.

Smooth

glass forever flows,

never frozen,

only slowly pooling down.

Smooth

skin without a blemish

giving warmth

to the gentlest caress.

Smooth

multifacet stone,

diamond cities

paved with gold while we live free, forever

smooth.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Before I knew it, it became a song.

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Lexie Peters's picture

this flows great :]