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08.jun.09 /8:05pm
5 months away. i have returned..
inspired. awake. alive.
in emotion.
with broken limb, parted sight.
happiness tasted in salty glimpses.
on my tongue it is like water, nothing and everything ..
and so ...
do i run,
in dreams, in mind, in real
i run.
fast.
fast fast.
a heart pounds...
head heavy, warm skin
i gallop with all magnificent meaning rolled and packed and crumpled tightly into a singular scroll
and to the Very sharp edge do i go, eyes wet, wings curled.
i will jump from that line in the earth, over this Cliff.
i believe it.
i will Fly.
i was born knowing how the end would find me.
you don't think i know, but i do.
pieces of strength here and Here and over there have i gathered for this,
making them mine
even if i only pretend
for the delirious float across this thicky fog.
i give up everything to deliver the payment due,
all and everything for that one moment of truth.
this moment.
to jump over the edge
to meet you.
the one with the blurry future
you have forever been near.
i scream Out
and In
and up
madly,
Wrecked
.
arms stretched, pulled from sockets, fingers like tiny, splintered branches ...
are you there?
and are you more than one?
will you hear when my words are dried and dead, stuck and unspoken ...
cut. open. wide.
my heart,
my dreams,
the secret wishes
tears wrap the smile i give to the world.
.
Aslan and the Silver Queen
couldn't stop time
although they tried
now just look at me
seventeen and seventy
turn it around
follow me down
midsummer night's dream
the bite of wind the taste of rain
getting called names
comets of pain
and other bright things
my favorite things and favorite places
covered in kisses
when all of this is memories
what kind of creature shall I be?
hOw'd yOU get in hERe?
- shh! it's a secRet
tell me!
- on flYing hEEls and wAGon wHEels
everything is going to be okay.
you'll be the bright eye of a midnight train.
so I run out but not away
shooting off sparks into the dark
out in the street
'cause one day I am going to bloom
patient and proud
with fish in my mouth
and eyes in my wings
what kind of creature shall I be?
Aslan and the Silver Queen
turn it around
follow me down
midsummer night's dream
'midsummer night's dream' / noe venable
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