Laugh because it's the
best at it you know even
though, I'll never tell
and what is bought will never sell.
No amount of lucidity
is a substitute for action.
Paradoxical reactions...
Structured time.
Who said time is on your side?
You and me and no one more.
I don't mean to sell a pathological
vision of humanity, but it's hard to avoid.
I too, am only human, and therefore
bound by the limits of human understanding.
Don't mention attention.
Why?
No-one, changing heads...
immobility...becoming the only one.
Decline increase...
Cutting holes in the fences of verbalized
symbols that means to hem us in.
A quiescent effect of induced fearlessness.
Never stop sculpting your own statue.
Listening to the intoxicating
orchestra of silent noises.
Remain in place
and continually breaking down.
On this departure from logic,
my luggage has been left behind.
What's this feeling?
Stations thunder,
eyes a-wonder
feeling the razor's edge of life.
