Vivid Menstrual Hue
"Learn how to deal with change, boy."
Last words of consciousness.
Descending that putrid staircase again
Mindless
And full of emotion.
Guilty Pleasure
Or
Innocent Pain.
Ascending a dirty staircase again
Mindful
And full of feeling
With the screams of men's cables coaxing my
Weathered ears.
I think Mr. Boyd put it best.
And it has been so, so, so
Nice to know you,
Consciousness.
Rocks dressed in white
And I don't understand why
But
I do know why...
Why I'm smiling at the sight of a set of
Footprints behind me.
Familiarty in the sounds of violins and guitars
Is all I know right now
But I feel so much more
And I don't understand why.
But understanding lies beyond
Knowledge
And all I know
Is that these tired eyes
Can only see in
Red, White, and Blue.
(Written November 20, 2003)
