b_of_seattle

Blue feelings, Prt. 2





Gotta sift through these issues,
dear mind I miss you,
mortified aborted by this too,
faded through blue,
as I
fade to black,
the simple act,
as twisted fact,
creating a falling back,
off track,
as I prove my point I react,
off the path springing through new ideas.

Icons as distorted models infected,
as we reacted,
or was it all enacted,
as precognition,
in addition to the recognition,
that our past repeats,
these feats we feel
as we see these cycles
circling down with inward gravity,
to great to escape what we see,
as our fate its so surprising,
how long we wait surviving,
in the event horizon,
arriving as second thought arising,
too late signed sealed in this state,
waxing the fate.

we've foreseen as clean,
as light or is it the false light of day,
the false dawn before day
we follow with dismay,
is this display,
to abstract that's what I heard some say,
as I search for better ways,
to say these feelings as they may,
come into play.

is it too simple,
or complex,
or
simply to complex
seeing what will come next,
do not get caught up in the context,
in the effect
directly opposed to redirect,
the flowing intent,
as to not leave those lead,
knowing what is the content,
of my verbal connect.

the light is on I see the connection,
as a collection,
of
fragile fragmented feelings
falling further from the forms,
we first came from to turn
from one formation
into another the transformation,
is over before you or I,
have any realization,
is this knowledge
or
information
in formation?



~B~