Off Beat

April 12, 2009
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We skipped all the white keys
hitting all the off beats
briefly languished in the night
we cannot smell for our senses have been dampened
merely basking in the hollow moonlight
it was just a mood
almost a memory,
but its gone now

I see you there, how
in a much clearer way,
could you take me somewhere?
no matter what, I'm sure you'll do your best.
consume you.
catch that up draft boy
rip roarin'
pupils soarin'

metaphors hint,
nothing is definite
nothing is definite!
barking a version of distorted sound
we've lost all our pulses
grown spines and banes
and if every moment when you hear that
off beat going
lips split
three fourths
just remember..

glass eyed windows
reflect us backwards
and a blooming sunrise's
echoes will be reminiscent in your bones
shuttering subtly

four fingers counting seven,
it was just a memory
almost a mood, but its gone now....

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