October 28, 2008

There in darkness

Brassy beneath hand, hard;

Vindictive vines of metal

Trap a nutshell of mankind.

Where, there in darkness, shadows,

There are no straight answers.


Taunted by the greenist apple;


No more brave heroes here

To ride stale white stallions;

Climb highest trees.


We doubt.


Follow the path laid out.

Innovation in conformity.

What are you doing?


Joys of childhood are lost.

Not yet forgotten;

But soon.

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