Void of FormVoid of FormIn spaces void of formby deeming active mental stormI cast myself unknown to sightand sprung away in mental flightWith disposition so sedatewith endless time to contemplateI found myself upon the linewhere start and end are one in timeThen everything became quite clearI laughed at evil and at fearI thought I wasn\'t - Yet I wasWhen I said Why? Then thought becauseI spoke with molecules of plantswho taught me ancient laws of tranceAnd when these laws were utilizedI knew of nothing called disguiseThere became nothing known as needtherefore there wasn\'t any greedAnd then I knew just what had comeI\'d found the end had just begun
Losing M y s e l fI see it around meI feel it beside meI want to see it in somebodyto feel what I feelto see me as I seewhen looking inside meat themwhen their eye\'s are so still...keep me aliveherefor just one more moment...so I can lose myself.
A Vague S u r m i s eI often sympathize with thingsthat may ariseTo vitalize the syllogismMysticism exercise...To Utilize this witticism,Egoism,Tyranize,A true and routine criticism must criticizethe Altruism,then Colonize the Cataclysm,to obtain a vague Surmise.
Not a Poem - But a WarningA can of worms has been opened I fear...As a one time writer, long long ago...I have more than I even want to know...thats not a poem but a warning... ...Abandon all Hope, Ye who enter Here.How should I begin this?There are many who have tried...Some have gone to live...Others, have gone to die...and then there was I... ...Why?How should I end this?