Wednesday, 30 December 2009

celestial snow

as i point one direction
because i want to know
colored of sage
who coined what term
the end of the age

we have yet to learn
and yet to fade
fill it up to the brim
explosive within

my retinas burn
as i re-simulate
next to yesterday's a blur
tomorrow is solid, now is matter

choose the latter, know the future
a fish in the water
flowing through crossing currents
i want to be everywhere
i want to disappear

Wednesday, 23 December 2009

genderless spirit

same as the opposite