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Strange GeometryThey mean no good
They have bad intentions
To the brink of despair
Tight rope walkers
Too demented to care
Cast to the winds of fate
Burns the scabbard blade straight
Through the lives that are led
From the untangled threads
ForwardForward into the mystic I do drive
No one around here knows that I'm alive
With this child clinging tightly I do strive
To break the cup - I give it up
Forward propels this icy marble blind
Heedless ignoring countless warning signs
Whispering in my ears I cannot mind
The fire within - It flickers dim
Forward impacting windows still unknown
An nameless speech on solitary stone
The trajectory dark is all my own
I shadow you - My words but few
OasisAnd on and on the caravan did toil
Through burning sands and bitter stony soil
While high above the thunderclouds did roil
This journey endless drives them ever on
How many miles have lapped them and are gone
Thier footfalls tracing long forgotten song
Into the darkness searching heart in vain
This weather-beaten desperado train
Under the falling iridescent rain
MonkeyshinesTo weave a web
With trickster thread
Ensnare our prize
With false-face guile
Trip up with wit
To make eat shit
And slip their noose
Escape the brutes
Laugh at their pain
Riding the wind
TundraI am told that I
Don't know how to sit
In a rocking chair.
I don't seem to fit.
I am oddly shaped.
It doesn't matter.
The words that I say
Float into the sky
And never return.
The rain washes off.
The ground remains hard.
No fruit blossoms forth.
I ceaseless scribble
On these enclosed walls.
He doesn't live here.
He left long ago.
Who is that talking?
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