STEVE H.W.
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Lost

12/28/2016

 



Decadence of symbols 


however glamours and powerful


never transcend beyond space and time


But the identity of men


however rejuvenating or exuviating


remain sleepwalking among the other particles on empty streets


Silentness in the extreme crowds


the dangers of judgement find their way to return


astray but attached, distorted but complete


nothing, nothing achieves full simplicity 


attractions hiding within the dispensable flesh


encouragement and fear within the expectations of rationality


Peace and disbelief clutters the dots of frame


every flight carries the shift of each destiny 


succumb to freedom and enslave by none


Simple acceptance to representations of surveillance 


Tiredness closes the doors


worlds continue to operate on


but do they tremble when the mind reveals itself to itself


Is questioning of inconsistency a sign of weakness?


what more than the search of freshness?


repeat to zero and restrain to come to one


Remembering and forgetting


an everlasting stranger in known lands


patterns perpetually erasing by the waves


​yet all remains


always now or never?


Possibilities are forever in worlds of fantasy 


Free


dream ends another begins


your lost is different from mine


but we are both lost


sex becomes the only obstacle until it’s not


we always return to the lost


Does it matter, after a while?


Forging anew to ashes, present to beyond


used up and tossed out


young or old, better or worse


Rise up and never return 


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