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Are you finished playing games yet?
Do you think you are the only one who knows how
Or notices now
That players are shifting places?
Perhaps I orchestrated the entire scene you’re living in
And you only think you’re in control.
Maybe your game is a subset of mine and only I have the
Secret code; you may never know
Because you’re too busy playing.
Ask the questions.
Tour the labyrinth.
Set your scene to unfold
On either side of the coast.
The country waits and I am standing
Arms folded, foot tapping.
Tell me something I haven’t heard yet
Or are you speechless because you
Aren’t quite one step ahead of me this time?
It may be all in my imagination,
Your sudden kindness and flattering way,
But when you’ve been deceived you don’t take kindly to
Even imagining it could happen again.
For once I am not screaming, writhing, throwing
Things across my victim-room…
I’ve set a new stage for this act.
Welcome, you are here for the opening night.
Wings of angels
White eagles
Wrap around me strong.
If I’ve been wronged
They will protect me, lift me
High into this night.
We could just fly, you know…
You know! And yet you stand
Hands in your pockets shuffling around
As if there’s some kind of equation you must
Calculate,
But statistics were never your strength.
I know what I want.
She told me confidently, I echoed weakly,
But she persists. I know what I want.
I guess I do, but no that won’t do at all.
I know what I WANT!
And maybe I’m getting there, it might be
Around this corner; no, my sister, say it loud,
I KNOW WHAT I WANT!!!
There.
It is finished.
I will never settle for anything less.
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| | Posted 11/16/2007 11:35 PM - 4 comments
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