brief_beautiful_brutal Ouroboros I am sick of beauty tinged with sadness Love laced with black Art smeared with bittersweet nostalgia Pure and crystal clear I keep getting lost, thick fog low-grade fevers Pure and crystal clear Shiny mirror glass lake surface birds winging I forget and remember that this_too_shall_pass This is all a brief_beautiful_brutal dream How can I keep (myself) clear and embody remembrance? How? 091016 ... In_Bloom Passion Exhilaration Truth You know what though? It takes action to get reaction Something doesn't spark from just nothing at all Again and again I have put out My hand My ideas My energy My intent Because I want to make something grow I'm beginning to feel brutal I'm not a defeatist I make the efforts I'll make the actions I'll drag you along out of my desire Even if I have to later on leave you along the roadside At least by that time I'll be gentle again Never say I didn't offer or that I didn't try or that I wasn't interested 091016 what's it to you? who go blather from