Crowded Corridors
Contributed by
zenmind
on
Monday, 16th July 2007 @ 05:38:36 AM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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crowded corridors slump like tired children
running through narrow hallways
clasping walls with sticky tentacles,
fingers of flesh, blended with wine,
streaks, vertical jaunts, haunted
mice, it's a new nursery story
taking place in the middle of early life,
stages, fought within cages, it's the name
of the game at this point, clawing,
scratching, and screaming, coming back
to the past through the present,
talking with old friends,
being drunk, gettin' sloppy, look around
everyone gets it cuz they're trapped
in their own sphere, a biosphere of confusion,
an allusion of illusion, maybe
this is what life's all about when you're young,
trying to be something, but still not,
just working towards a distant vague goal
a vision of possibilities that might never happen
but might,
happen, living through the journey no one knows
the way, it's a process and through it
we learn---
learning through the crowded corridors
lookin to my left, I'm stuck in space,
I'm close to walls, I feel sick, it feels slick,
but it's ok, and sliding towards the end,
towards the forward, never look back,
never give up, give in, release the slack
and glide.
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2007-07-16 05:38:36] (Date/Time posted on
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