The Flying Ship

The Flying Ship

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Crypticity Abound On The Blog Of Joel.

Beautiful Youth:

Years until metamorphosis is complete,
Pupae breaks, butterfly emerges,
Flies, flies,
Shrivels in the suns heat,
Quickly dies.
The exposure and deprivation easily purges.

The Minds Of Children:

Zealous undernauts assault delicate machinery,
For a worthwhile cause?
Should the integration or extirpation begin?
Use what was given, rely on what is true?
Silver legs run in around and around,
Head severed, eyes blind.

Inner Octopus:

Cancer of the intent.
Confusion radiant, an internal sun.
Though it was in reemission,
It grows again stronger,
Fouling and defiling,
But not breaking momentum.
Death to the intent.
Death to the intent,
Death to the intent,
So dies hope.

Incarnate:

Horse gallops across,
Horse gallops across,
The past?
The taste,
The fast,
The race.

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