Slowly dissipating is my blurred wavering.
The clarity is now the most unsavory
After the shifting I've time enough for a deep sigh
For fire has begun to eat away the sky.
These the memories of a most distant past.
Remembering that existence was not made to last.
We're designed to simulate the experiments conclusion
Our fate the determining factor of their ancient union.
The kind of power given not meant to be had
Rousing situations not necessarily bad...
A sizable reflection of myself from the right
Swung past me quickly almost out of my sight.
Catching a glance at the stunning clarity
Waking into the trip,this time I was most assuredly.
Then it came on like a swelling, piercing scythe.
Slipping through and under like a small pairing knife.
Tearing me into new sections neat, bare and raw.
Mixing me into a drink best enjoyed through a straw.
Try and become the satisfied drinker,
Be like Alice falling into the silence of the Thinker.
Into and through are the Keeper demands.
Translating subtle hints slowly beginning to understand.
Finding him aware but giving in to the complex notion.
This time your ready with an awareness of new motion,
Engulfing the potion, it's rhythm in center of your head
WAKE THE FUCK UP!!! You're sure the Keeper said.
This time it's easy, hearing every syllable of the echoing words.
The best mode of observation displayed by the ever circling birds.
The transformation in itself not easy to conceive,
Similar to the face of the one made to believe.
An instant soon lost shuffled into time
Waiting to be ravaged by the delusional mind.
Rising once again in a line beautiful and new.
Tripping through the sunrise, ankles fading in the dew.
{T}
03 March, 2010
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