One
when time rewinds
intertwines
hides from me
oh life of red
the continuous
strugle within my head
maybe im losing my mind
stop stop stop
to rewind, intertwine
find that which hides from me
oh white rabbit
little bird
why do you consume me
oh merciless ceespool
two
ocupying time with nothingness
walking down the vastness of quiet
the grass preying pathway
sneaky vines creap there hands
toward the impenetrable sand road
"for a person whose life is constantly in crisis"....she said
what a pacific gray horizon
outstretching infront of me
like a drowsy yawning lover
telling me quiet nothings
it has already become everything
i have left that which cannot hold me
came to the place of the vast gray horizon
the waves brake circling
i stand
a flamingo in the clutches of a black sea
but in my eyes
ill pacify the the sunrise
in time
but i occupy time
with nothingness
Three
cathedrals of sand
blowing around
spirals of apathy
a single voice
coating life with helpless green
it's laughing
explaining
maybe were listening
not, the sand is blowing
filling our ears
our mouths
a chess board is sculpted
with idle unattentive hands
laughter,
i don't think we care
but thats why were here
in cathedrals of sand
I step in front
a gladiator
prepared to dive
but no
sand in my eyes
my hands are dirty
soiled thin
I've bathed in sand for nothingness
It's stollen pride
and precious links
between my ears which make me think
but maybe now i'll wait it out
pass the suffication
till learning
will penetrate
my sand stung cheeks
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