The Conference Room
forward -6/22/99
- so this is where the desert stood
- dried out my compass on a tuesday morning
- and no-one could see the absence in my eye
- and no-one could know the way my time would ache
- for that would be the never
- and this was once forever
- barren lands of nothingness lie upon my...wait
- i wait for the arrival of tomorrow
- but tomorrow isn't any closer to today than today was
- when it was yesterday's tomorrow
- so i come to terms
- and this is where the winter has passed
- and this is where my dreams have come to live
- -and to die
- for reality is richer, yet somehow...inconsistent
- patternless are any possible answers, and rest is far away
- by the way
- i think i've found the rose at the water's edge
- like a poem scraped out from the wax of time
- laughter is consequencial
- the evidence was fake
- so where am i now?
Hello everyone, and welcome to the Conference Room. Please find your chair and take your seat, so we may begin to discuss. I've brought my agenda, and I know just what I want to do. Please take a look at the following topics:
Topic One: Absenticity
i look upon the starless night
as it looks upon me, aware
that every change hereafter will include
a reason, a lampshade, and a right to judge the value of conversation
Topic Two: Conversational Value
and so continued into the grayness of soul is the neverness of thought...should we be aware? or maybe to never stop would be to stop once at all...capture the image, will you...this could be the it
Topic Three: Variations
where to go from here, you ask?
it's obvious, isn't it?
as long as fire is still the wind of your sky
rising with the sun is only an option
there is always today, but there is never tomorrow
have i spoken this too much? indeed i have
but all will weaken at the moonlight's infringement
for the chances are made on shouts of...
well, we've yet to figure that out
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