Monday, April 9, 2007

Reckless Roaming

Reckless roaming in empty mind spaces, just hoping to stumble.

There are thoughts inevitable, pathways we must trod, prisoner to them without intent or design or even true desire.

Why struggle against that which is, behind clarity and fake bullshit appeasement? We are truthful, unique, bent forceful passionate insane and more real than sunlight or freshly turned earth.

There is no scent of green grass for us, no blossomed cherry tree, free of beauty we see ugly, feel pain, choose it to be it, to struggle with inside to better know outside

To make excuses we smile false smiles and write for false gods but find ourselves unwilling apostles but talking two faced and nodding all the time, still roaming recklessly in empty mind spaces.

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First draft. In image:

http://hometown.aol.com/Cdittric77/reckless+roaming.pdf


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