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Friday, March 19, 2010

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I am
an empty space
like
a blue
sky
I am
looking
at the earth
at the people
who touches the soil
of the earth
with their feet
they seems like
complete
to my aircraft view
so.......
I like them
I love them
but
clouds.....
everywhere
covering my sight
rainy clouds
filled with words have
prohibited me
to like you
to love you.
That is
the deformity.

I like
if this is
a computer game
where I can
do anything
conquer
the dragon and
the dragons cave
whenever
I want.
I like if another
hero come
and
break the cave
and
go.
gives no sorrow
but feels 'oh'.
But
this
is
not
that.
This is
an another structure
like a heart
rejects the body.
Really wanna go
but cant leave.
Like
abused to heroine,
hypnotized to bad sex.
wanna stop
but can not.

The sub culture.
not urban
not rural
The illegitimate
sub culture
clouds of
logic's
clouds of theories.
you can give
but
I cant take.

I am an unlucky
blind sanyasi
cannot see
the way
to travel.
You are an unlucky
atom,
no other atoms to
take electrons
of you......

I have fixed my flag
on the top
of the dragon's cave
but I
was unable
to sleep
in the cave
and warm up
with
the dragons fire
and
see through
that dark tissue
between
you
and
me.

Clouds
blasted and rained.
Dragons fire
was no more.
Its cave
was broken
and fell
onto my body.
The dragon ran away
I also ran away
naked
on the road.
the god of the rain
was peeping
through women thighs
and shouted me
''hoo...''
that is the deformity
disdains
the natural form.

you
and
me
are in two words
but
in a same mental space
that is
the natural form.

You are a princess
I am a prince
but
not
that
same old story
prince also jailed
just as the princess
in a tower
both are
looking
at each other
like voyeurs.
you are the princess
without long golden hair
I am the prince
without strong white horse.

will us
be together.
Definitely we will.
And be separated
after that.
but
will us
be closed
to each other.
lets runaway
to
the natural form
but now
I am
a prisoner
you are also a prisoner

linguistical nets
have covered us
have tied us
like
nailed to a cross
I can see
you suffer
on your cross
me....the same
only the pain
and the hope
comes out heavy
from eyes
in every second
we live.
only that.
no way to
be together.

it needs
an explosion
billion times larger
than the explosion
killed dinosaurs.
These walls, nets, roots
are too stiff
or
we have to slip
trough the time
to an age
before savage era
before the time
homo apes was
then we will
be together
we will like each other
we will love each other
in the natural form
of the natural form
but
when
a time machine
invented
there would
be
no us.
Passed away......


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