Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Perception

I see
You see
Two sides
One coin. 

Receive
Perceive
Deceive
Believe

Up my sleeve
Is nothing
But my arm. 

I lack charm
I lack tact.
How I feel is real
What I say from the heart. 

It's all true
No act.

Loud noise
A
Nuisance.

No stage
For
Performance

I perform
My duty
To
Provide
Security.

You
Have
Been
Made
Aware.

The side
You
See,
Has
Always
Been
Your
Choice.

Meaning

It was beautiful. 
Exactly
To plan.

Pat on the back
Atta Boys
Good Job
You da man. 

The hype's faded
The paint's dry
The trash collected. 

Anxious
To
Excitement
To
Satisfication
To
Retrospectives

What I did
Was
All vanity!
For me.

A test that I passed.
Now I'm stuck
In pergatory.

Why do I
Continue
To add pages
To an old story?

Why do I work
With fools
Who devalue
The collective?


Sunday, June 23, 2013

Windows

This world
Holographic
What I see
Not me
Or us.

Stories
Fables
Allegories
Have built
A
Frame
Where
I
Can't find
My name

Who am I?
We?
Us?

I can't trust
You
To
Identify
The movement. 

We move through
The planet
Cus it's ours.

Now we have
To record
This movement
For
Social improvement
And
Meaning
To the motion.

That's labeled
Illegal
Immoral
Undocumented
Unwelcome
Invasive.

A new hologram
Is mandatory
Cus our story
Is not told.

Your stories convoluted
Cryptic
And lost its purpose.

I study
And
Repurpose
The
Tales
To
Link
Trails
That
Lead
To
Peace.