We searched for something more to life in the dark ecstatic hours stumbling our way to temporary homes in an unending maze of indifferent city streets abandoned by all the rest of the world that lay dormant and dead rapt in sleep and troubles… we roamed like vultures picking through a wasteland of carcasses to find and chase the moment of pure joy to sing and say and speak and dance shining golden eternal like dirty angels scurrying for their next fix… congregating when we could never running out of things to say and know never missing an opportunity to say I AM FOREVER! I AM ETERNAL! I AM ONE! Until the mornings until the wretched mornings until the curtains come down again descending from the sky that only hours before revealed its hidden treasures to us so completely so sublimely… we searched for something more in indifferent airport terminals in lonely leavings and goings in sometimes triumphant and sometimes defeated returns never losing sight of the next moments and that we were something else something pure something wonderful and so was everything we knew and saw and felt… in moments… and we shared in love and lust and fucked and fucked and fucked the wonder through each other in each other in and out and in and out of each other until we were spent but always wanted more… just always wanted and always wanting and always hungry and thirsty… always the balance and always the fight between a heartbreaking torpor between an indifferent all consuming boredom a sadness that wrapped the world so tight… and the moments we broke free, ripped that wrap, and saw through to the eyes of gods that lurked seedy in corners of minds and streets and subtle glances in mad instances at deserted waysides where other lives lived and congregated and made their days in a blooming harvest of drug induced haze and spent desires… the promises the potential lost alliances and torn allegiances… and we all went our ways… without ever even knowing it… we said small goodbyes thinking it would never end… and before we knew it we were all alone somewhere feeding off the memories of those deserted streets where once each of us turned our faces finally from the crazy wild ecstatic joy and rode or walked or rolled or sped through the maze alone again back back back and dreamt it would never end but felt it always already had
7/20/06
something more
We searched for something more to life in the dark ecstatic hours stumbling our way to temporary homes in an unending maze of indifferent city streets abandoned by all the rest of the world that lay dormant and dead rapt in sleep and troubles… we roamed like vultures picking through a wasteland of carcasses to find and chase the moment of pure joy to sing and say and speak and dance shining golden eternal like dirty angels scurrying for their next fix… congregating when we could never running out of things to say and know never missing an opportunity to say I AM FOREVER! I AM ETERNAL! I AM ONE! Until the mornings until the wretched mornings until the curtains come down again descending from the sky that only hours before revealed its hidden treasures to us so completely so sublimely… we searched for something more in indifferent airport terminals in lonely leavings and goings in sometimes triumphant and sometimes defeated returns never losing sight of the next moments and that we were something else something pure something wonderful and so was everything we knew and saw and felt… in moments… and we shared in love and lust and fucked and fucked and fucked the wonder through each other in each other in and out and in and out of each other until we were spent but always wanted more… just always wanted and always wanting and always hungry and thirsty… always the balance and always the fight between a heartbreaking torpor between an indifferent all consuming boredom a sadness that wrapped the world so tight… and the moments we broke free, ripped that wrap, and saw through to the eyes of gods that lurked seedy in corners of minds and streets and subtle glances in mad instances at deserted waysides where other lives lived and congregated and made their days in a blooming harvest of drug induced haze and spent desires… the promises the potential lost alliances and torn allegiances… and we all went our ways… without ever even knowing it… we said small goodbyes thinking it would never end… and before we knew it we were all alone somewhere feeding off the memories of those deserted streets where once each of us turned our faces finally from the crazy wild ecstatic joy and rode or walked or rolled or sped through the maze alone again back back back and dreamt it would never end but felt it always already had
