"conformity is the rape of the soul, responsibilty the grim reaper
obedience ignores the graveyard of eccentricity
conscience deals in confusion
too many colours not dull & quiet enough passion decaying
along muddy banks of normality
lakes pouring out memories into
something they're not
tanks faithfully force apathy
prophecises of progress
personalities tracing around yourself
can't replace or repair what's lost
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illusions confusing what's real
we feel in dreams
but awake too soon."
- Russel Kearns, "sustainable prophecies amounting to thin air"
01 March 2004
something from a poet friend
Posted by Cecil B. Demented at 14:37
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