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Oftentimes I am never here
Finding myself living in the shadows and reflections
Of a building in Quebec, a bench park
That offered its solace to beleaguered individuals

Rarely does a day go by that I step outside those memories
Walking in a shell of time that is not time
Dancing between two arms that never were
Listening to Our Song not meant for us

I walk a tangent miles in length
Only to find that the world is transparent around me
I see an empty hand wondering where the other half appeared
And listen to the echos of an enormous silence in between
Then and now

You see oftentimes I contemplate courage
The ability to act when that ability produces an undesirable affect
Or desirable as the case may be
Desire, now there is an interesting word
Perhaps courageously desiring is the pinnacle of hiding under today

Sometimes I am prescient divining yesterday's events
Imminently aware of tomorrow which I've lived
And, honestly I have no desire, I live the future
The past does not exist, and I have divined the now

Oftentimes I whisper out to a lost soul
Perspiring in a the stillness of my often-time
Where the heart's desire becomes a millstone in a sea
Laden with the salt of millions upon millions of tears
Perhaps, because, of that tangent that should not be

Where is my yesterday, become the future, divining today?
All too often, I'm lost in the tomorrow of shadows
Of begging on the street, playing the drums on the Wall
Embracing a wisp that never will be
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Date:May 23rd, 2006 07:31 pm (UTC)


I like this Steven.
Much love to you.
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