Wyrds
Quantum Gaia
Tue, March 15, 2005 - 11:15 AMyour need for laws
rearrange your
DNA desire for structure
your candy land coated
controls
manipulations
and logistics
heart of steel
of gold
of landmines
and landfills
destruction
obliteration
You may be the sun
on the earth
burning brightly
obviously
in the center
of your clockwork
Newtonian universe
but I am the moon
maneuvering gravity
and waves
unparalleled energy
on the opposite spectrum
gliding by and glowing
intuition and feelings
multi-level breathing
knowledge is power
but secrets are always stronger
backstage energies
I can't help being a mystery
You exhale
discount
uphold the justices
and the laws
the rod
you may have the world
in the palm of your hand
but I've got universes
in my pockets
of time
and galaxies too
glands
and molecules
like sand
in an hourglass
hips belly and breasts
I'm the figure of the future
You can inhale me
but you can never consume me
I'm made up
of
silky threads
of vortexes
and membranes
veins
and meridians
solar apexes
equinoxes
solstices
energy lines
railroad tracks
of journeys
departures
and arrivals
all at once
in time
***Imagika
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Tue, April 5, 2005 - 6:03 PM
"Fist in the air of a land of hypocracy!"
I love the "buck the system" message in this one. Also, you may not know it, but, this poem has a Neo-Tech condinsation to it. Rejecting external authority, you know I'm on board.
Thanks for sharing. People need to hear this stuff. |

