Sunday, July 4, 2010

Scene and Herd

The pain from my fingertips is for you.

Take it deep and ride it into the darkness.

Kiss me with your screams.

In that place, I await.

Come and be inside the darkness you denied.

Feel my smile as you arrive right on schedule.

Spit in my face if you will.

Pray to find that strength.

It’s why you are here.

It’s why you will come back again.

It’s what makes it all work.

It makes you more you each time.

Platitudes.

Attitudes.

Attitude adjustment.

Uncomfortable enough?

Fitting. Oh, so fitting.

Right. Oh, so right.

Sweet. Oh, so sweet.

Dark. Oh, so dark.

Darkness suits you well.

Deep below the light.

Inside the heaviest burdens.

Above the crap you thought you were over.

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