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but you didnt want a fucking love song!
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ILLOGICAL!?! broken fragments float in a mind long devoid of understanding
exponential potential in any of the answers
suspended in a ether of nothingness in something
time shifts the perspective
the angles always change
like the answers, they only fit for the moment
and swiftly move out of focus when youre not looking
like treading popping bubbles
its impossible to go anywhere but down
and up is a whole lot of work there isnt time for
life is marked by soon forgotten glimmers of realisation
hung on a hook leaving the logic and going by feel
groaping the dark for fragments
waiting in the midst of it.
;-)
Great Write! I especially love this line, "like treading popping bubbles
its impossible to go anywhere but down".
Damn! I Love Your Writing
"...groping the dark for fragments/waiting in the midst of it..." Ahhhh, you captured the invisible, not easy to do. A write to stash in a pocket and pull out every now and then to know you are on course - Just Bein' Lady A