The Search
personally, it means too much
to me
the touch and go
of our new synapsis
and
where does the new horizon
exist?
well, it must be in some undiscovered
dimension
that we, as humans, are trying to
crack into
so the general ideal is to
satiate the senses
in a faith that some brand of people
that don't do this
will come out of the woodwork
and suprise us
with new information
about the fact that
we all love switching
and swinging
from the rooftops
as well as the underneath
there's no wrong
but there are too many
persons
to dissuade us from the beginning
the big bang
we move like carbon
so someday
i may be a werewolf to some
but i am just a reader of life
in other circumstances
sent by the masses
because it's always
the one
you need
you already know,
what needing means
when no one matches
your soul and
your style
oh...
so,
the search continues
top to bottom
side to sideways
right angles to oblique
hidden to waking from dreams
finally resting
on a place that shoots
from our non-need to be dead
before we
lay down with the dust and atoms
we collected
all along the way
my atoms are moving and
beautiful
just a bit analyzing
i know
but this is certain-
we didn't come this far to fail
...
the plants will live
the dogs/cats
will live
and, by the way,
we will live
too
i smile today
because i live
so do you
... the search continues
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