Monday, April 21, 2008

A Dream






even i cannot listen
     to myself any longer
pretentious comparisons
unrestrained jingles
i'm finding it all  somewhat heavy
it is all so dreadfully thick to cut through
so far in circumference
       to get around
i'm so worn-out
    desiring  only slumber
         to shut my eyes and drift
consciousness is so muddled now
    perhaps my unconscious
       can sort it all out
even the memory of you
    only makes sense now
          when recollected
              as if it were
            a dream



~csr

a dream





even i cannot listen
     to myself any longer
pretentious comparisons
unrestrained jingles
i'm finding it all  somewhat heavy
it is all so dreadfully thick to cut through
so far in circumference
       to get around
i'm so worn-out
    desiring  only slumber
         to shut my eyes and drift
consciousness is so muddled now
    perhaps my unconscious
       can sort it all out
even the memory of you
    only makes sense now
          when recollected
              as if it were
            a dream

~csr

Friday, April 11, 2008

tomorrow

ignorance is bliss
knowledge is sorrow
joyfully loving
what i'll lose tomorrow