Time Traveler
mourning death
in between breaths
pretending
her entity
did never gather
around my path
my sentinal road
of following mist
of cancerous cloves,
and
treasure troves
of pre - drunken groves
on the first night we kissed...
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Viewing 12 Monkeys
thinking of you
of
an alternate ending
before all the blue,
Inside a new dimension
of cubist psychotic delusion,
Inside this fight for flight
away from earthly alcohol infusion...
Creating Art without
prior knowledge
or purpose,
hand moving paint
without self - restraint,
messages within dreams
wherein I've written full scripts
Improvise the present
by working in alternate shifts:
"I want to be a whole person again
I want to stay in this time, with you"
- James
Copyright © Mark Riedel | Year Posted 2006
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