Saturday, March 12, 2011

3AM.

DEAR WORLD, BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH, POSTED AROUND HEAVEN AND HELL,INTERNAL EXERCISE FOR THE DISTRESSED MOJO, WRITING, PRESSED AGAINST THE CHEST LIKE I'MA CONFESS, CLOCK'D OUTTA REALITY TO RECREATE, REFRESH, REBORN, LIKE TRIFECTA FOR PEACE, LOVE, AND HAPPINESS LIKE TRINITY, FLOURISH TO A SOURCE OF DIVINITY, IN TOUCH WITH ALLA ME, CONTRADICTORY COMPLEX COMPOUNDING ENDLESSLY FASCINATING, ANXIETY, SORROWS, SUGAR-COATED WITH A MASK ON WITH A PUBLISHED PERSONALITY, FABRICATED BY MIND, CANVAS CATAPULTING, EVOKING EMOTION FOR THE REALEST EXPOSED REACTION, A FRACTION OF ANYTHING SIGNIFICANT, SIGNALING SIGNS, CLOUDS IN THE EYES, THE PAIN OF A CRYING OLD MAN, AFRAID TO FACE, FINDING COMFORT OF OLD THINGS ALIKE - GROWING IS HARD, BUT LIFE FAVORS THE RESPECTED, LEAVING ROOM FOR THE UNEXPECTED.