1900
I Taste these
Analytical dreams where things fade.
I stand at a pivotal point where the meaning to things change....
And for a minute, I drowned in a cylindrical dream lifted,
Thoughts shifted as a plot
Against me to make me listen.
.
I See the
Contradicting immorality, where the
Reality exists,
Apart from paradoxes
Still the broken pieces of a vivid pivotal dream persists,
Still I drown in negligence, neglecting
Ignorance which to me just won't make sense..
.
Falling into a deeper state of trance
Frozen emotions begin to avalanche
To cool this mountain in its defense...
.
I Hear those
Non receptive to such an
analytical
Way of thinking..
Yet
I fall in love with the very inability
Just to kiss the irony of it contradicting.
.
I Feel the
Plots still shifting in my mind
Different lobes are plate tectonics
And my mind quakes at the thought
Of the results of my ergonomics
.
I Smell the
Lack of logic, still forcing its way into my penial,
I check the diagnostics and found traces of toxic lithium...
I consulted Mary and discovered her healing powers were merely helium,
From my peripheral,
I see Karma shooting tranquilizers as her way to get me numb,
.
I Step back to dodge and let this alternate reality
Believe it won....
~
Because i just don't think these obstacles matter if i already won.
