Blink and time passes
you by like things that
bring a joy to a simple
child.

Laugh and you'll see
green as a lush forrest
burns with the last leaf as
it becomes carbon ghosts.

All that time has
are memories of each
cell that fades.
When the screams
of you become nothing,
and all I want is to
be something more.

When you humanity
is death and life
becomes a Qi of
heaven.

When the Qi of earth
seem to burn away
at me.

When liver effects
how you feel.
Then it's time to say
that I want to be
inspiration.

Yet all I can say
is banality is all
the words the linger
in my mouth.

05/06/2007

Posted on 05/06/2007
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