Friday, January 25, 2008

a tale of two cities

A battle for supremacy essentially
Searching independently
Bended Knee for a century
Mentally challenging
Unraveling life can't get
No satisfaction
Guaranteed
To win like sheed
Wallace indeed

Currently reading :
A Tale of Two Cities (Cliffs Notes)
By Marie Kalil
Release date: 19 June, 2000

Sunday, January 20, 2008

Last Might's Dream

On our way home we take a shortcut in an effort to save time.
I'd heard of this route before but had never ventured to take it.
Everything seems fine.
We start driving faster to save even more time.
Suddenly, the road unexpectedly is intersected by a train
We slow down to avoid the train but are thrown off course.
The car on is now on the train tracks,
We're picking up speed - roller coaster style.

The speed manages to separate us and when I come to a stop
I have no idea where I'm at.
I wander around aimlessly not knowing where I'm headed
Or which direction to go in.
I found myself in the largest thrifty store you could ever dream of,
Surrounded by many familiar items but none that interest me.

Soon enough a pillow grabs my attention.

Even though I have tons of pillows at home (more than I need in fact)
I can't help but grab this one
Continue wandering looking for a place to pay for it
Or at least inquire about the cost.
Unable to find a register or an employee to talk to
I decide to leave.
With the pillow
Even though I have tons of pillows at home (more than I need in fact)

I figure my next move is to find some quiet place
Where I can think straight enough to figure out where I'm at
or more importantly, how I'm getting home.
I find an exit and head out the door
Immediately second-guessing my decision to leave
I go back in the store but quickly determine
I have no other options and must go.
Because I could find no employees while I traversed the store

Shortly after leaving the store
I'm approached by a cop who wants to talk to me
Strangely enough, he's not asking me to produce a receipt
But is actually more concerned with the contents of the pillow
Unable to confirm them with confidence I waive my rights
Allowing him to cut it open.
I have little concern for whether or not it gets destroyed.
Since I never actually paid for it.
I still have tons of pillows at home (more than I need in fact)
If I can just find my way back there.

To my surprise, he finds contraband after cutting it open.
He tells me
I'm going down.
I ponder the plausibility of a setup
Entrapment perhaps?
I plead for mercy to no avail.
Feeling like all is hopeless
I close my eyes and pass out…

When I awake I'm in my bed surrounded by my tons of pillows
(I really do have more than I need in fact)
I still feel alone

I wonder if there's really no place like home
Should I look out there to know for sure?

I go back to sleep and continue dreaming

Currently listening :
I’ve Got Dreams To Remember
By Otis Redding

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

maybe we're 2 different

a different basis 4 cases
2 different places
2 different spaces
2 different faces
2 different paces
2 different embraces
2 different aces
maybe we're just 2 different...

the masquerade is over.

Currently listening :
The End
By The Doors