Friday, June 6, 2008

Dandelion fields

Then –

An interruption that comes centimeters from release
instead of fighting for completion
we awkwardly retreat.

And so we come to our senses
in our field of weeds
and begin to comprehend the barriers we’ve built:

Electric fences that protect
our adopted beliefs
and those damned dandelion weeds

We’re working hard to achieve
a level of unquestioned reality
based on artificial validity
and ideals that leave us
empty
and undeniably
horny


come fight me - at least thats something

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