they look for a man that fits the front
and dress him in the clothes they give him
and he's their man and history knows him

Dripping leaves, flowering flowers, sounds of nature in the city
Sighing heaves, following followers, simple souls ah what a pity

different species of people go by

species of the mind

collections of beliefs

reciprocated, complimented

natural boundaries drawn

perpetuated

lines that direct and

expand regardless

of walls, bars, or harness

lines that escape abstraction

because their representation

is just a fraction

of their reality

it's a jungle to see in our minds

the new evolution

birthing and rearing thoughts

and killing them

in place of babes

brains in a body

carrying ourselves

from one existence to

another

running past the strange streets of my youth

They say momentum makes the world turn
And maybe strings make all matter
They say the lights are balls of gas
And three atoms make water

The mechanical world
Creaks and churns
And dirt collects in its gutters

But you saw a glint through cracks
shining more brilliant than a sun
It spoke to you -forgotten things:
The swaying petals,
Rain in the pond,
Footsteps in the morning,

I saw these things before me
Arched over in glory
And so tangled in this mystery
I forgot quantum physistry
And saw...

-I dunno

Caught.
Dangling, actually
I floated, skied on clouds
Of numbers, ideas, images,
You burned through a connection
To animal.
A sign of humanity
The constant duel of ideals and reality
Love and lust
Not good and evil.

cloth clothes and separates
Pressurized ears cannot hear
closed nose knows no air
Dust covered tongue tastes none
Film covered eyes hypnotized

Simultaneous systems
sway together in time
Or Probabilities predict
matter and mind
And Either way it’s decided
within some certain scope
There’s just no room
for fear,
or for hope

sake seek, I eek until my sundance is done.
Clenched fist twistin til the energy gone.
Chicken scratch
to show lies.