the_eternal birdmad try to cry out in the heat of the moment possessed by a fury that burns from inside (joy_division) 020131 ... pushpins moment that I long for and live for and my fingers stretch and the bones in my fingers let go of one another so that my skin can stretch further and i swirl my fingers in the drama, craving the unattainable goal of forever when I'm always stuck in the now and I am only a tiny teen and my fingers are like accordians and springs and they stretch hopefully at any chance of forever. and i am silly putty and I am so young and I feel afraid of all the opportunities and i fear the day i think to myself "its too late now." and how i can have so much hope and faith for now. but soon it will be too late. and what if it IS too late? and I dont get what i pretend i will? and i swim slowly and my spine is all peices and i am pure longing for the eternal for the love that maybe i will never have. 020131 ... pSyche I was born life loving lungs greedily gulped the air as my heart hammered in my chest and the colours swirled I lived sunrise sunset moon waxes and wanes a wrinkled form with bones all bent and evening falls upon my head I died buried bones break softly sorrow for me 'till time takes memories away a tumbled down tomb is all that stays the eternal tumbles on unaware that I existed I lived; became lifeless in but one breath of eternity 050220 ... "The" Man Everlasting. 070710 ... IKC 56-80 Procession moves on, the shouting is over, Praise to the glory of loved ones now gone. Talking aloud as they sit round their tables, Scattering flowers washed down by the rain. Stood by the gate at the foot of the garden, Watching them pass like clouds in the sky, Try to cry out in the heat of the moment, Possessed by a fury that burns from inside. Cry like a child, though these years make me older, With children my time is so wastefully spent, A burden to keep, though their inner communion, Accept like a curse an unlucky deal. Played by the gate at the foot of the garden, My view stretches out from the fence to the wall, No words could explain, no actions determine, Just watching the trees and the leaves as they fall. (is happy, but just felt like posting some JD lyrics for old time's sake) 080822 what's it to you? who go blather from