Saturday, September 10, 2011

in the silence i sit to enter quickly the hive mind
it comes via those close first, are they interfering?
next i dissolve my self of their concerns and i move like the wind,
searching out novelty.

the chatter no longer becomes me as i slip
im totally established on lines that have nothing to do with me
observing what i can within my own limits.
am i seeking gain?

The taint of my approach will arise eventually...
Each melody and note becoming sacrificed to another,
unrequited biology some claim.....

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