both eyes open

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
this is something about, well finding my way i guess. looking for what i think is true. its unfinished as there might be more to say thats still unsaid. let me know what you think.

Submitted: July 20, 2008

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My engine carries me

A destination unknown looms

Ever farther on the horizon

 

Each sight I set my eyes upon

Devoured by my mind

In turn

Thoughts, ideas and emotion

Exhaled from my lips

 

I find the day has been replaced

By a simple need for sleep when it is found

The sun moves slowly

my engine carries me

 

Alien in a foreign land

Strange faces and minds

Pressing in

Searching for more

Searching for truth

Finding none

 

So many thin paper dolls

Flapping, blowing with the wind.

A desire to be fulfilled

Rising like a wave of heat

 

There is nothing to say

When nothing can be heard

 

There is a thinness to this world

An avalanche of need

Not born of necessity

In desperation consuming anything

Searching for something

Unknown unnamed

Forgotten

 

Not lost

Though not wanting to be saved

Forever searching

 

Truth is found in every piece of life

In every flowers petal

Every drop of rain

Moving slowly

 

My engine carries me

…slowly


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