Artimus Bena Admiral
 
 
  
  Joined: 17 Aug 2004 Posts: 637 Location: Dreamland.
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				 Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 2:09 pm    Post subject: I... | 
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				...skim the lifetimes in my inner landscape,
 
Searching for something meaningful to say,
 
And the yearning worsens
 
Compulsion is my enemy...
 
 
The varied cities below,
 
Sprawling, connected, bustling, slow
 
Are framed with roads and valleys
 
Mountains, dead ends,
 
My enemies are my only friends...
 
 
But the sky is only so high
 
 
Push your body up with too much force 
 
and you'll be met with solid glass
 
The universe a projection just beyond this boundary
 
And one can only wonder what's between the projection
 
and the glass...
 
It is air, is it nothing?
 
And where's the projector? Above? Below? Another dimension? 
 
 
Cross my fingers, hope to live
 
Darkness hissing through my teeth
 
Look for flowers in a sieve
 
Beg to borrow, cheat deceit
 
 
I have no city hall
 
No prime minister in a tower
 
No stone-built city walls
 
No governmental power
 
 
In this place I am both the uncontested ruler,
 
and a beggar on the streets
 
I'm everyone, no one
 
The master of this universe
 
Every God and every flea
 
 
Yet there are so many places I'd rather be
 
 
...than in my own head.
 
 
 
I am the city.
 
 
I am the projector.
 
 
 
I am the glass--BREAK THE GLASS!! _________________ SACRE BLEU!
 
 
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