Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Enticing Sense of Intellectual Neutrality

It begins. Another sense of personal...something. Let's hope for the best. Make the overlords glad. Move into an openness at some point. Become the free roaming insect in the cluttered world.

To battle.
The outcome unpredictable.
Only wielding an implement.
Deceased trees making slates of nothing.

I thought I saw an error. What was I thinking! Reasons to make excuses to look at places I should restrain myself from. Still can't believe it, etched in my mind like an un-erasable Etch-A-Sketch.

Perhaps what traps you. The entrancement of verbal language. Galloping lips spilling out what the mind wants, not what it has to say. You want more.

Cicatriz, Help the kids, I'm defected.

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