Sunday, February 6, 2011

The Heightened



Inspiration fueling masses

wishing forever for heights to be safe

a locked rail, not hard to fail

labyrinths of crosses and hatches

new look

new times

new changes

promised to us

-the pounding beat

an ever falling star shaping a sweeping street

carrying all the world

to rescue us from Defeat

swaying that weight over man

over lands

where the image is only matter

matter compounded from latter

But in the scope of righteous frames

might a mind rope the necks of what's deemed sane

we think we have order

instead we have a ricochet

of off-beat personnel

-wiring the furnace

for merely a mercenary purpose

and in the farm of surreal purchase

I discovered a boat, caught on a sweeping star

destination- Infinity-

envisioning so, so afar

the passengers swallowed a will favoured – flavoured pill

round the merry they go yet they are so still

captivated by a feather hovering over the sea

it glides around bright and light as can be

the mast punctures through the stars heart

setting off radars out the universe

creating a gate from the bursting purse

of the back seat passenger eager to go first

-stepping into the heightened

shall we never again be FRIGHTNED

come up the ladder, It's never so far

A bit of effort to the furthermost par

The level is filled with junkies of life

welcome to the heightened

persevering in all strife

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