- ........shrouded.. ........
hidden ..
the darkness of the mind..
what injuries will we find...
.........forgotten in the walls of the ones so well defined...
.........bring out in-to the open..
benefit ..
the ones that stay behind..
.........forgive my passion.. .........
.........forgive me fair... .........
.........forgive my expression..
the rudeness of my song...
the spinning of what may be wrong.
erupting a state of mind.. .........
.........i know what it is that hurts..
.........when you hear those words of mine.. - pear-sing...like a knife..
like a dagger in the heart..
destroying what has been defined ..
..........a need to be up there ..
not readily understood..
ambiguous...
an equivocal...
enigmatic..
...........state of what we have to yet find... . ....
....
.......vague..
cynical thoughts of cryptic ideas..
implying the lack of defined words to have you in my mind.
deceiving. a purpose to obscure poems ...
for one to defined...
you in my thinking to be so fine...
- again forgive me..
to continue in a well coveted box...
so the we do not stray behind.. - into the air..
that wonder that may be called a future..
for us to intentionally conceal.. - for us to purposely hide the meaning of what we feel..
in consideration of the hidden..
make believe treasures there to be deceiving us...
.........but only in our minds..
.........consciousness of steel.
often involving measurements of the state of our mind...
description..of the reference to occurrences ..
to record of what we may have done ..
in an observational well being ..
so that we have something to offer in time...
for you to come back and say that you are fine..
you are well.. .........
you are in my mind..
YOU SO VERY FINE
