Defenestration

Defenestration


A real dream occurs
the same time my vision blurs
humans completely sever
things that cannot last forever
my emotional stuff
until my tail is told enough.
I have received my closest station
its no longer my obligation
I got the candle light
I have the right to keep my sight
its the dust,, got my eyes I must!
But I'm a scot...
I just got turned into a robot...
Like moses"slash" Akhenaten
I'm completely forgotten...
but if we can stand together,
We can change the weather.
I am the martyr,
Which only makes things harder
wander the earth lone
finding the nothing it has shown..
the only thing was the catalyst
it was only a snake that hissed
gathered the stones that are unknown
witnessed things turned to stone
stacked the objects in a formation
its not a pyramid its a creation
collect the clay collect the dirt
find the things that end you hurt
one entire giant shakedown
grab the crown throw it on the ground
having to concede to a being a leaver
no one is a complete believer
I have done the swamps obstical course
now im forcefully forced from the Forrest!
things that have done have no remorse.
something of an endeavor
nothing I do will last forever
will I float will I sink?
Drown soon I'm on the brink
Go ahead send more flood
I'm the earth I will turn to mud
don't want to be awake don't want to sleep
don't want to.. for my sake be complete.

Poem

Eridu



When given in large doses or small amounts,
To a past age and all the forgotten accounts.
Having too much to say for just one story
It turns out to be a poem with tons of allegory.
Two kinds of light both being sun rays
As well as two different ways to count down days.
Not finding the fastest result
might find it proper to continue being an adult.
Just pass it by just let it be
stare at the sky fall asleep under a tree
Following the carrion eagle a word so bent
figuring out what the hell that serpent meant
Talk in your sleep and awake somnambulate
the river really is the best place to conjugate.
Tossed Turned left sunburned
up to the stars Ive yearned.
Finding out how to evolve
slow pace like watching salt dissolve
Or like trading trays for soups
put to order everyone jumps through the hoops
Is this something completely perfidious?
it cant be something that hideous
I can pay Ten pieces of eight
watch the masses create fire and desecrate
Unwilling something to sever
but will this endeavor last forever?
I will float among the wind
get lost spun around and spinned
I hear something sounds like laughter
proceeding to move towards it going faster
Climbing aboard a tiny boat
finding out all the noise is only a c note
This whole family is trying to relocate
the waves hit and they accelerate
Calm is all gone chaos is now present
feeling fine before is now unpleasant
I final cry the snake was too sly
the life before ended up a lie
Sunken at last at the bottom of the sea
The migration was something not to be
praying to the dark side of the sun was the final plea.