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Cracked Film

If I cannot dream in any other hue,
Then stretched upon my eyes sticks a blue film,
Therefore my cornea cracks and shatters
Because irises trick both the fake and true.

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Time's Arrow

How do we distinguish between fact and fiction?
I want the truth without the friction--
No such thing as absolute truth,
No presence of evidence or proof,
No memory of facts and data,
Philosophy’s delusion is tearing me apart--
Forgetting Descartes . . .
I want,
I need,
I sense,
My hierarchy of needs is reversed;
All my incentive is dispersed.
To love illogically,
To enforce and regulate,
To believe what you are told,
Where does it all become narrow?
Traveling through time’s arrow--

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Perfection

You always accept me for who I am
Not once have you desired to perfect me
You do not reflect my imperfections
You smile back justly, "what imperfections?"
Way down inside, I feel a twinge of pain.
Errorless? But... my whole system was glitched--
How bizarre to be embodied "ideal".
Why do I always find those words abstruse?
My world is turning upside down,
Optimism defeats pessimism
Changing inside, I naturally shiver.
Nevermore classified with neurosis. 
Wave goodbye to the old world's confinement,
Let the sky explode into glass pieces.
Scratch away my eyes. May I gaze deeper?
For the first time, someone's arms around me.
Like spread out branches of a summer tree
Not like a haunting numbness... prickling...
Appreciating physicality
Your skin warms me like a safety blanket.
Driven distraction, fast adaptation--
No longer fearing what I lusted for.
Encouraged by you to pursue a dream,
You always accept me for who I am
Not once have you desired to perfect me 
You do not reflect my imperfections
You smile back justly, "what imperfections?"
Please give me time to learn true acceptance.

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Black Hole Flowers

Feel the aurora breeze,
The Universe is a forest of trees
Roots of impossibilities
Infinite uniform black seas--

Petals casting away into Hera's hair,
Condemned to pollinate the air
Rising from the soil of wormholes 
Rich in dark matter-- beware.

The stigma and stamen are the vortex,
Under a hex--
Dying indefinitely
The overall cortex.

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The Bottled Message

The hue of the sun was sweet, round, reddish-yellow citrus orange,
Light was illuminating in scattered patterns throughout the pines and willows of the 
park.
The sunset traveling deep into the brown irises' core--
The plump child's fingers intertwined with her mother's hand;
Life consisted of butterflies and undisturbed reality . . .
The flowing stream and wooden bridge circling the park in San Diego,
Water-- how mystifying and powerful to a small girl with a smile,
She had created a message. Her message. Her art. Her scrawled piece of work.
The abstract scrap was rolled into a glass bottle--
The stream seemed to pass in a circular pattern . . .
The mother placidly lifted the shiny bottled and motioned her to drop it--
Reluctant to have her message released,
To be discovered. Her first secret.
"Let go. Let someone else look upon your message someday."
The girl let go.
She watched the bottle flow away into the orange hue . . .
The girl wanted it to come back;
Perhaps, just maybe, the river was circular.
A river with no displacement--
IT wasn't the distance the message traveled that mattered;
Inside of the young girl, it was the motion that kept her heart moving . . .

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Abandoned Dream

The shadow haunts you in your dreams.
Questioning your secrets,
And testing your faith.
Anxious to loose small pieces,
Hidden in the puzzle of your life--
You are uncertain where--
You are unaware and feel strangely incomplete. 
You reawaken with despair.
The rage that makes you shake to withhold,
Is the shadow who haunted your dream,
The black dream is told--
Those unbreakable memories,
Left you with no one.
The shadow shatters your only hope
To rediscover your lost love.
Now in shame of only your dream.

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Radioactive Heart

Darkness obscured your danger sign, imperceptible but not benign.
My dreams flowed into a high electric field, our minds taped and concealed--
Your heart was radioactive; all my emotions were refractive.
I sacrificed full support before the strings were cut short.
The promising harmony in our memorized words matched us backwards.
"There is always a possibility" . . . caused susceptibility . . .
Bitten by beating betrayal was a poor, pitiful portrayal.
Heart radioactive, skin magnetic, and eyes apologetic--
I emitted isotopic tears as I enveloped my vile fears,
A sharp gamma knife damaging our decayed friendship by a half-life.
Heart radioactive, skin magnetic, and eyes apologetic--
The nuclear attraction in an atmosphere of chain reaction.
Exponentially drifting apart in your radioactive heart.

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Bliss

Gravity pulls my soul against the ground--
Pressure from my mind pounds bullet proof glass,
Fragile by frequencies of intense sound.
Your stance is a statue marching through grass...
Such divine and determined dialects.
My world spirals you into my orbit,
You are my satellite the sun reflects;
Other stars dim by the light you transmit--
Your whispers shiver me to stay awake,
The bliss your magnetic blue eyes partake...

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Reality's Fear

Should I abandon reality's fear?
Open the sky and unlock it clear?
My little gold keys are all I can hear.
Imagination is a dimension,
That twists and warps all singularity.
I find a hallway of bolted down doors,
There is no staircase, but a hundred floors.
Spacing out on rolling, green ocean shores...
I separate myself from five senses.
Reaching for eternity and my soul--

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Lost and Found

I took a risk
My heart was waiting for you at the Lost and Found,
Sapphire crystals-- dark blue, cold, cerulean.
Sapphire-- Aluminum oxide.
Much like my shattered soul.
We both have had a tragic past.
You've dived off the deep end; arrived at the bottom of the teary sea
Depression's sick mind
I've ran far and fast as I could, but I couldn't escape
The echos calling back to find my ghosts.
The world is crumbling.
Maybe, oh maybe...
In some kind of dream, have I seen you before?
There could be a chance- To bring warmth
I admired your voice, your smile.
I screamed without making a sound.
I am only in the far back of your mind, I am now the ghost--
How could I confess my secret?
To someone like you
You seem dead on outside but there's a world underneath
I want you to be with me.
I finally met you.
Who am I?
There is a feeling of inadequacy-- 
A psychological paranoia.
I will break through the limitations.
I will show you who I am.