Sunday, June 7, 2009

Too full of fear to care
Too out of practice to know how
Too short term to think much at all

You're closeminded because you're afraid
You're closeminded because the only thing that matters is now
And right now you've staked out a sliver of happiness upon which you precariously balance
Upon which you desperately cling

You are the lack which is all that's left
Like magic you forever turn
Seeing or not seeing?
Instantaneous selective forgetting
98 percent unconscious
The new evolutionary edge
The new and improved insanity

Skipping back and forth along the rocks as they fall away