Friday, February 01, 2008

adapted ego

cryptic thoughts meander
there are words beneath the words
unwilling lieutenant commander
there are herds within the herds

try to discern any true meaning
of detached contracts under seal
a listless poem of love intervening
quiet melodies of personal appeal

yet it maintains its reminiscing
recurring dreams of minor chords
the importance of me dismissing
lonesome games to seem adored

in the pulse there lies conviction
of steady push and pull routine
still no retaliatory eviction
of our a facsimile machine