Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Encapsulated (a poem)

Walking through the park,
Still hours until the world grows dark,
With every step movement is sparked,
On the sidewalk pebbles leave their mark,
And in my mind there's an arc of light.

There is magic all around me,
This force that grounds me,
These lives that surround me,
This world that astounds me,
And the people all around me are oblivious.

I'm staring,
Spacing,
My mind is whirling,
Twirling,
And it's as if the universe has been unraveled.

Horrible things all around,
Crying and screaming horrible sounds,
People in rags glued to the ground,
Children picked up from the lost and found,
And I can't close my glazed eyes.

I'm seeing missed chances,
Meant to be romances,
Souls sharing dances,
Exchanging innocent glances,
Laced with "what if"s.

The static is moving to its own beat,
The ground is dancing beneath my feet,
The world is paving me a new street,
Made of glitter and concrete,
And all of a sudden, everything is okay.

Monday, October 18, 2010

People Cakes (a poem/rap thing)

Someone once asked me what I believed in.
I said I was agnostic.
They asked me if that was a religion.
I said no.
They asked me for a definition.
I said,
there could be such a thing as fate,
prayers could be shipped at first rate,
to someone very great...
Or not.
To me it doesn't really matter,
because in the end all we are could just be matter,
some sort of genetic batter,
baked into people cakes.

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Some Stuff About Bubbles (Part 2)

"A bubble is this simple, very fragile, easy to understand, beautiful, dreamlike thing that I believe represents this... this future love." -- Lady Gaga