confinement of the mind

after looking at the sun
the reflextion gave me dizzy reflextions
of the possible tomorrow
stampeeding awareness
helped me to see
the holes trying to trip me

anger as a weapon

the dagger sleeping
venom on the night stand

juxtaposed love
weeping

this sadness needs no explianation

when backwards
the love fights harder

time is the hammer
pounding the hot metal into the shape

while the past fucks with the rythim
of quiet possibilitie

the stage was set

at birth

for you to change it

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