move. not mouve.
A battle.
I can (kind of) see the light
reach
reach a little further
then BAM!
the door slams
the light comes on
the computer crashes
life falls
but it is always comes up and at it again.
the rollercoaster i can't not go on
i am forced by it's mystery
for those highest times
however,
the climax does end
and the time comes as the coaster
plunges towards the earth only
being brought down by gravity
Euphoria.
The bottom eventually comes
the length of decent never known
but proportional to the intensity of it
The tiresome bottom at where
relatively
no one is happy
And then to make the long steady climb
back to the top
Well atleast i am climbing
and didnt fall of the track
heard it here last
struggle hard
in the yard
as the tension gets beneath you
i've tried a thousand times
or maybe more
just to reach you
water drips
head trips
until it makes you
want to recleanse
2:37am: will i see you again
sitting
waiting
wondering
wanting to sleep
standing
pacing
walking
wanting to sleep
lost on a bus: january 2005
it is a strange reality
we all live in
my thoughts come out
in scribbles on a bus
only 30 hours to go, seams like forever
true the trucks, cars, busses,
show the total downfall
of this society
what happened to living in place
using what is infront of my face
but i need to leave
maybe this is why some can stay
look ahead and not to the side
some of us live on one track
one road one life
22 years in place
22 years
For me
edmonton international airport: late august 2004
the air awaits
an airplanes wake
only selective eyes
peer down
a rock filled world
below
surely fucked
to the beyond
but still living on