Tuesday, May 31, 2011

with arms

when i found out that; strength is an illusion
like everything else, only worse
i cried and i cried
and cried
it was a goddamn shame
i thought
like most things we lose
i became nervous at the prospect of it never coming back.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Chasing The Consequences of Inactivity

Tear down an ugly strip of neural pathways, adhere them to canvas. We can contribute growth or surrender to artistic negligence. A bit more. People doing the same thing, everyday, even as the dream weakens, the behaviors stay the same, so ingrained. Comforts are our weakness. Security is our plague. Uncertainty is closer to death and life, so the dilemma goes.