The Divine DestructionThe Half-Breed Angel
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Monday, May 07, 2007
 

I need to know the truth behind
for those who are deaf
for those who are blind
may not hear or see all the real
but in touch in with the things we only can feel
not with the hand, the skin or the tongue
the brain's midsection is where its begun.

The tingle, the wrinkle, itching of space.
The vastness, the vortex, the unending of time.

With these things in mind, and with I's shut
we move from the nothingness into a rut.
After all it's where we start up,
soon to grow wings from shoulder to butt.

Smelling and touching, breathing and seeing,
can you imagine the things that I'm being
A pirate, a viking, a ninja, robot too!
Wait! Robots don't feel the things that we do!

And we never learn
the feelings so all the same
It's a shame we don't...
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