Step out and meet the world

SoundSound Posts: 579
edited January 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Glare of perfection
sculpted faces
fake reality
unbelieveable dreams
fools those who maid
of them role models
left him under the control
of these lyars
whom present reality
to him
keeping him from the outside
the significant side
the real life
tells him horror stories
beautiful stories
conflicting his certainties
and doubts
fucking bright light
like a bug he will keep looking
as if it could feed him
of something he lacks



imagination
It was a dream, not a nightmare. A beautiful dream I could never imagined in a thousand nods. I saw this girl next to me, she wasn't beautiful until she smiled. And I felt that smile come at me in heat waves following. Soaking through my body and out my finger tips in shafts of color. And I knew somewhere in the world, somewhere, that there was love for me.

Jim Carrol
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