Monday, June 22, 2009
2 NOBODY...
Therapist, “So, did you cross the river?”
OBSIDIAN, “No, not yet.”
The Dreamtime 13
By “OBSIDIAN!!!” c. 2009
Perhaps that’s
All we ever had
In life
Was the dreamtime
And to dream is
To live in a life
So filled with disappointments
And illusions
Eye close my eyes
At night and return
To the dreamtime
There eye finally reach
The shores…
And then I dream
Of You and it is
Then that I remember
When we use to walk
Hand in hand past the
Ruins of the lost and
Sunken continent
Of Mu…
Saturday, June 06, 2009
MOM!...DID YOU CALL ME???...
Purple Elephants Conversing with you in Latin
By "OBSIDIAN!!!" c. 2009
they say
it's just a pill
a shake from the bottle
and a cup of water
is all
but when its
geomancy confluences
hit your ever flowing
stream like a moth
that's not suppose to
emerge from a cocoon...
there you are
but they say you're
cured and like the
new slur in your speech
and find it sexy
oh, where was i?
that's the point
stay away from the
meds Magical Child
and let the purple
elephants break it down
to you
in Latin...
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