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Mystery Like Static
Contributed by
dissolvedlines
on
Tuesday, 11th August 2009 @ 08:56:54 AM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
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Stick, stack, the static
The image not clearly represented
Stick, stack, the static
The static that stands and stands
The image in a fuzz
And buzz buzz it buzzes
The static stands and stands
The image, the thought, still not clear
The mystery, the unknowing
Of what is yet to be known
Static slowly slurs through the mind
Slithers and slides into the night
Climbs me in the heart of me
And changes from fuzz to fuzz
From a fuzz to a buzz to a fuzz
From a buzz to a fuzz to a buzz
The image sits and stirs
And steers me into a fuzz
That leads to another fuzz
Static, tuning the radio, finding the clarity
Finding the station, finding the music
Finding more sounds to dance to
The more colours of music and rain
So they can hit my head and heart
And forever take me away
Static, sits and stands
Stands and sits and shows me
Bits and bits of pieces and pieces
To rearrange and slowly discover
To slowly put together
And to slowly daily savour
Mystery like static, not fully known
Still the image needs to grow
The mystery, the beauty
The one I forever need to know.
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2009-08-11 08:56:54] (Date/Time posted on
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