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Sunday, February 21, 2010

linger past

the world is too near and the spirit not far enough
i seem to be pulled nowhere but orbit the plane of energy
unmanifest in ascension
matter in decline
there is nothing to really move me
no external force
no internal compulsion
the world lies flat before me.
I am slowly releasing my strongest addictions
but not without a price
the days linger past the night
and sleep like drowned puppies
Without a light the darkness kneels pentinent and surly
outside whispers and shadows fear the moonlight
wreathed in rainbowed clouds
let the stand of one life go unpunished
one hand unclapped
one tree never dropping
make time sleep and dream of me

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