Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Enclosed Infinity

Enclosed and yet infinite
Here, we are clothed yet have uncovered
The provocative nature of a being
A human such as yourself
For whom may detest of such an honor
To which the honor is yours

Encapsulated pills of intelligence, yes we are
Manifested by humanitie's nature of adaptation
Oh, to look out and to blink
To lay quietly and recognize a feeling
Though we are never being truly, truly touched
As walls of the mind are the only things that can do so
They touch us in ways that make us believe

We believe in feeling
We believe in moments of measured time
Thinking it's splendid really
Plundering toward death as though it's a thing worthy of loving
The blade of chance at your throat with each passing moment
We fight for our freedom from others
Fight for the freedom of our minds
Telling death 'not today'

'Not today,' we say
As though tomorrow is a granted thing
Unfolding our power
The infinity lying in all
To change the line which we stand in
Forever more
For the children and for those who have yet to take a breath
Breathing onward

A justified measure of the world is only
Always is
The foot prints of you
Walking until we've made it
To the goal which biologically awaits
In the secret of patience
What is it we wait to finally achieve?
Death.
The final close to our measurable land
Where we open yet again to infinities time.

~ B

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