When.
syncopate
a stop and a start
tick tock heart;
I.
bite marks
and blood stains
give me a cigarette, please.
Go.
and excoriate
to make sense
of the stillness and
the stasis
of an ever frozen still frame.
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
it always turn out to be an anomaly; something told me to learn vicissitude but its the democracy of plurality that is always visible. and yes, follow, catenate, concatenate. and you'll always end up laughing at why everything was cut away so clean.
why is it still a masquerade? would it kill, to take the masque off once in a blood moon and black hole sun? we don't need to bare fangs to know that some things are just as untouchable as shattered stars.
does it hold any true meaning, behind, why it is so cryptic? night whispers shall go into the grave with you if the air only defines inconsequential pedestrian affairs. speak as sharp as light as it rends.
but still the light fails and shimmers into ashes, the masquerade is kept and all of you will still be pretending.
and we are still pretending.
verbatim 5:53 PM
_______________________________________________________
l'effet de papillon.
arrêtez le début. je vous mettrai par les pas. vous tisserez, vous développerez, et prendrez le vol en matin couvert de rosée.
une tache floue chromatique. dans la joie grandiloquente et splendide. mais, arrêt d'arrêt vous avez un coeur de chronomètre. vous avez essayé de commencer, mais vous vous êtes arrêté.
quelqu'un d'autre prendra vos ailes très légères.