mardi, mars 16, 2004
letting the watch tick on in the sleepy silence
forgetting as i fall to fitful dreams
waking up in regretful realisation
rendering a heartache from within
biting my lip in rueful exhalation
wondering if it's silly to let tears fall
a sudden emotion that tells me
it is past and can be no more
but forget it and apply the healing salve
but leave it and care no more
yet in equal pain would i not care
for the day came, past and dwindles still
and furthermore in silence i sit and stare
where's everyone, where's my red pill
though as regret ripens, and forgetfulness sets
the forgotten watch ticks on ever still
as inaction and incapabilty hardens
the day by fraction nearers end
half of what was started with,
and half of what was left
till half and half and half was theft
in humourless jest
rife anticipation rolls and boils
for sleep to overcome
in beatless rhyme in unequal bars
in syncopated unsyncopated time
i am lost and awaits to say
i was lost but now am found
to the world:
letting the watch tick on in the sleepy silence
forgetting as i fall to fitful dreams
waking up in regretful realisation
rendering a heartache from within
biting my lip in rueful exhalation
wondering if it's silly to let tears fall
a sudden emotion that tells me
it is past and can be no more
but forget it and apply the healing salve
but leave it and care no more
yet in equal pain would i not care
for the day came, past and dwindles still
and furthermore in silence i sit and stare
where's everyone, where's my red pill
though as regret ripens, and forgetfulness sets
the forgotten watch ticks on ever still
as inaction and incapabilty hardens
the day by fraction nearers end
half of what was started with,
and half of what was left
till half and half and half was theft
in humourless jest
rife anticipation rolls and boils
for sleep to overcome
in beatless rhyme in unequal bars
in syncopated unsyncopated time
i am lost and awaits to say
i was lost but now am found
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