Keeping it real, real simple.

Monday, October 27, 2008

The law of gravity...

wind sold sails...
a new home...
away we come to see...
forgotten un-bourne...


bare

counteract the second...
staged undress...
rehearse the curse...
root of eye...
newtons mistake...

the calculating...
inocense ending smell...
of burning passion...
just fades away...
like writings on the sand...

churn and ember...
tuned in to receive...
lite of candle...
your body is bathed in red..
pressure pending points...
dismember the sender...

walking away unscared...
is no longer a feasible option...
this house of sand and stone...
has seen destruction...

I'm not impressed...
I'm not scared of your flesh...
it's what it represents...
what's inside...

freedom is not victory...
unless it's total...
and the death tolls blood...
won't stain my hands...