Picture Perfect- November '11

[Mantra]

[spokenoh]

I've been calling myself
a Jack of all trades for so long
that I've forgotten how to think
outside

the box, wherever that is.
I take it to mean that I've got to get out more
but every day I wake
in the same body
with the same thoughts
and it scares me to think
that I could one day look back,
having seen it all,
yet understood nothing.

To think others see it as just a game,
the ride
the trip
makes me wonder if they're missing out
or I'm just losing.
There's no room here for trophies though,
when your ego takes up the room
like a jealous rumour
that loves to hear its own voice
and you keep saying it
"Me,
Me,
Me"
but no one's listening, 'cause it's their rumour too.

It's what everybody wants,
until it comes true.

You are the box.

[Jon]

memories of a place
knee deep in pain
where the lack of comfort is high as well as usual
& often considered normal.

moving out is a dilemma
hunger is for dinner
and starving for words from a mute
suits the mood
for deuces - even if they're useless.

a dress is worn
torn and jaded;
rockin' blue faces until it's transparent in action,
matching the walls down packed into the pattern -
and cold to the touch.

the old isn't much
but it all still sits here with me
in this hidden doll house.

[Soul Slayer]

A land In the distant future
ruled by kings, knights and ice queens.
She is the threading moonlight
suppressed by the screams
of sun shrivelled vines
in a universe that parallels ours.

Her ambition is caged in a small box
called space; under skyline dreams
and twilight streams
pouring out of the eyes of a woman deferred.
Yet, her essence still glows
with a glimer of hope.

That someday,
she too will find a place to call home.