A Transcript
Shadow 2009-03-31 15:10:03
I bring news...
of cheap thrills worth less than these inexpensive puns
but more than a ticket to where this one's
taking you.
Let us fight these helter-skelter hemi-demi-semi-gods who acted the office with life's files; signing the streets with bloodied limbs just because News rang off sick on the weekend. You know the type who can't pass up a dark night without robbing...(pun intended)
And then the global curators sat behind crimson desks before lit green screens and rolling film...dummied like dolls, debating the price of fish.
From where Crime and I were sitting, the commotion was hidden behind colours and suits, figures and positions, numbers and words. Crime got no sleep or rest; always awakened by a young mind who didn't know how to simply...be.
You should know...blood is the ego of Crime. So he was high when last Saturday bled with Mondays wound; when Thursday died with Tuesday and Sunday put them all into Wednesday's grave. I guess it must have been Friday who prayed and said "Sun stay...the living must kill(death) to live".
Death laughed at a regional fuss over a global pus.
Let us...march in apparels that may, in June, decompose to unveil our jewel-eyed corpses aghast with the pangs of September's delivery. But no...we sat in stiff silence as summer's blade sang along to Sheol's serenade.
Read on please this relative prose with the delicate pose of each letter twined and adjacent as they let their purpose flow...such community.
I felt the sun burn my efforts to woo my future and draw her close. I was chasing tomorrow with yesterday's profit. I feel some of Yesterday's pain; to be forgotten daily...
So i hung on to her wiles, her promises and lies...i let her teach me.
I let her inflict me with the stasis i abolished at dawn...
why?
Because i knew Yesterday and she came but Tomorrow? well she just may.
Today is the stranger I never meet till midnight.
And 'Good night', I'll say.
And they'll reply, 'Good day'.
In this banter of mine...yes mine though you spoke too but I know you not and you know not I so for this transcript, you that is I that is you must take credit.
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