Thursday, November 25, 2004

Recoiled Unnoticed

How does it move so fast?
So I’m begging for oceans
and I’m crying sailboats
In the mirror and it gets too clear
It’s clear that it’s all blur
And I should’ve wasted all;
but this time
it moves too fast to make some wonder

And I take what it gives
And I learn from the world
Sway like the time
Now that it ripples too rapidly
I’m laughing rivers
and I’m silent wood and threads
To keep on begging
To keep on crying

And in the open some time,
some other way,
It wrecks upon any weather
Never was a daffodil feeling all good,
Venerable like vodka
In its own way,
Never was a daffodil born from cocoons
heeding for a sailboat on oceans
And doesn’t it move too fast,
doesn’t it mean cigars and brewers,
Venerable like vodka

Mouth it again;
No tingle, no flair like it breaks –
Almost recoiled unnoticed.

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