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Date Posted: 17:19:36 02/10/03 Mon
Author: Essence...........AM
Author Host/IP: ip68-5-113-200.oc.oc.cox.net / 68.5.113.200
Subject: keystle....just got offa work, felt like dropping some thoughts....PEACE~~

I capture this creative mood in words and sentences
metaphors, similes, images and lessons script
pixilated messages flicker like dots on a TV screen
red, orange, blue, yellow with tiny hints of green
it seems to me that writing holds mass amounts of power
it towers cowards that have styles sour
I ride sugar beats at every half past the hour
I use the other half to think up concepts and ideas
monstrous they appear when the truth draws near
I loose the noose then re-steer my mind on a path very clear
vacant lots sit and await seeding
dropping rhymes like storks do babies, but mine float threw the ceiling
reaching the cumulous clouds resting their weary eyes
nesting as liquid disguised as rain drops in the sky
my brain stops that image must die
a new one will be reborn threw the third power of my eye
I fly as a formless being threw spacious cavities
travel across distant galaxies and universes casually
casualties are not alive in this place I call my getaway
everything is timeless and rotates manually
two hands of the clock tick tock without numbers present
mathematics are left to dry out like carcasses in deserts
harness the repentance of a man trapped in breathlessness
squirming to catch that last gasp of air
relentlessness until that matter expires underneath scalp hair
death is the next portal to a dimension of sights and sounds
life flipped 360 turned around so now you understand profound
its so easy that it makes me want to stomp the ground
pound the walls because the answer is never found
I search daily with verbs, adjectives and nouns

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