Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Farce
Needless sky,
Waving guilt
Swollen like rain
Daring to slam
Down upon my head.
I back out and
Break down and
Swim in the clouds,
Flying like a fool,
But clandestine.
White light
Pilfers the dark,
Deep hues smear
Down and thicken,
Foggy view
And muggy feel,
I am blinding
The sun with reason.
I am farce,
I am fierce,
Pretending to be god
And laying down
Judgement for no
Reason other than I
Hate myself so much
It spreads.
10-30-09
Waving guilt
Swollen like rain
Daring to slam
Down upon my head.
I back out and
Break down and
Swim in the clouds,
Flying like a fool,
But clandestine.
White light
Pilfers the dark,
Deep hues smear
Down and thicken,
Foggy view
And muggy feel,
I am blinding
The sun with reason.
I am farce,
I am fierce,
Pretending to be god
And laying down
Judgement for no
Reason other than I
Hate myself so much
It spreads.
10-30-09
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