and think to myself
about the times i've accidentally sold my truth for the social ease
i waste my time thinking and imagining the froth of possibilities
look back and see myself the same despite my growing age
wonder when i can share this with another
there was one; no longer
myself again and the earth
like the first day
wonder if I'll change myself into something new
a pattern repeated a pattern
i'm unhinged compared to most americans
still chained to the cycle
vices
loneliness
inadequate resources
finite
I think and laugh to myself
despite all this
the air still feels so good
the light meets my eye
and my skin delivers
-Lahmadaj
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Ren Hoek
"Oh cru-el fate, what is this heinous trick thou hast played upon me!?"
Labels:
death,
glorious,
Ren and Stimpy,
Ren Hoek,
retirement
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