inspiration and silence
2003-02-16 ~ 7:25 a.m.

i wonder how long i can sit here and stare at a blank page...

i said one more smoke a pack ago...

one more song two albums ago...

little karla and i sat in musical silence and tried to make sense of things...

nonsensical things.

i have a bear with a heart and wings and a halo...

i am wound up tight like a top...but i am all spin - t out...

the door revolves and the phone is suddenly ringing...

..."and she gives it away..."

where is the jungle gym on this playground?

i am fleeting quick like moon jumping from one pond to another...scattering banana peels and hoping you find the open door to me.

..."i been climbing stairs, but mostly stumbling down..."

i leave you with how i feel...what i want...what i seek...

"...i come in self-annihilation and the grandeur of inspiration

to cast of rational demonstration by faith in the saviour

to cast off the rotten rags of memory by inspiration

to cast aside from poetry all that is not inspiration..."

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