Stranger.

One day I wish for things to shine

One day the kites will fly high over California cities

and remember a day back in a foreign city.

Stranger, stranger than ever you've become

and being, I want you evermore so but what's done

is done

and I am stranger too.

Distant smile

a bed

a glimpse of a momentary lapse

or flaw in the time.

I am estranged yet my heart still strikes strong

that I would never hurt

or cause such harm.

Never mind,

It will be fine in time

I'll be living inside my heart and my mind.

the deeper oceans and the deeper worlds

the ones untouchable by those

unlike us.

dear friend, what can I do?

A fierce fire still burns in my view.

"What froze me was the fact that I had absolutely no reason to move in any direction. What had made me move through so many dead and pointless years was curiosity. Now even that had flickered out. How long I stood frozen there, I cannot say. If I was ever going to move again, someone else was going to have to furnish the reason for moving. Somebody did. A policeman watched me for a while, and then he came over to me, and he said, 'You alright?'
'Yes,' I said.
'You’ve been standing here a long time,' he said.
'I know,' I said.
'You waiting for somebody?' he said.
'No,' I said.
'Better move on, don’t you think?' he said.
'Yes, sir,' I said. And I moved on."
-Kurt Vonnegut, Mother Night

Breathe now. Breathe.
Search for it...dig deep
it's inside you
the strength, maybe rubbed against harsh sand
but it is there
it is truly there inside.
Breathe. Breathe
don't lose control
don't lose control.
the anxiety that punctures
it will all be over soon.
The lights will dawn over the horizon
and you'll mean something soon. Soon.
Push through. Push through
it is only time that takes us through
don't think about the past
try not to cry
move on move move onward
keep moving
keep breathing
stay awake
stay alive.
It is only a matter of time
time to where your heart won't hurt
time to where this is all a bad dream
time to where you are free.
It is only a matter of time.
only time only time. stay awake. stay alive.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ziQx0cXV4nY

Comptine d'un autre été l'après midi

Now lay beside me
so I can see
the beauty inside thee
and let me dream
comptine d'un autre été l'après midi
une autre.
un de plus, je te prie.
And my eyes close steady...
and my heart beats steady
and only, only one minute of the time
the time that slips by...
Soudain nous sont cinquante
et je vois encore
comptine d'un autre été l'après midi.
And I think of such foolish things
so many sails I wish will sing...
Pour vous et pour moi
Mais toujours je rêve
comptine d'un autre été l'après midi.
I am in a box, or scattered in the wind of the sea...
allé.
And even then I'll find a way
to wish and to dream
un autre vous,
celui qui a vu et qui savait
et qui se souviennent de tous les jours
de la comptine d'un autre été l'après midi.
Pour vous et pour moi
comptine d'un autre été l'après midi
une autre.
un de plus, je te prie.
je te prie,
je te prie.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ZJDNSp1QJA

Suicide Seeds.

In light we strike
undermining madness they persuade
persuade again, masses of bodies
struggle to see
the affliction afflicting you and me.
We're grains in a field,
undistinguished colors
to your crops we yield, infertile seeds
and swarm in the air
hoards of false hopes take wind...
fly. Become raft of Medusa versus sea
in the nature of green
and Romantic dreams
in future will come
the fate of a species who's bold mind
is so young.

I just want to get out of here.

Delusion.

Out of the depths
they cry
one million tired souls
hungry hearts
aching minds.
Crawling up the underground
conjointly lingering over hopeless thoughts.
I am.
agony....broken words or questions
old woman scrambling over the pieces
to find a small chain of gold
or the lonely piece of diamond.
Time. Never time.
Shake. Wasted time.
Quiver to the thought
the song, resounding emptiness
resounding depths of quietness
there was left.
We ate the end of time.
We ache the end of time.
It is nothing.
Never what you see
what I didn't know
illusions.
We were illusions
fading in the dirt
rotting away
dispatched carbon
disposable memories
the whole time.
Now silence to indifference.
strangers, we mean nothing.
Old woman alone still scrambling in small hours.