In contrast to what is thought to be required of me, last night I decided to do some more writing of a non-legal sense. While my classmates fine tuned outlines and cranked out memos I decided to do a little scribble therapy. Here's what I came up with.
"Lead Feet & A Paper Path"
What worth are these words
What meaning is derived
By
P-u-t-t-i-n-g
~~~~~~ lead
on a page
There is no power in this pencil
No magic between the movement
Of my hand
And
This utensil
It is in the impetus
It is in the amorphous
It is in the things that are real
But
[unseen]
The truth is in the cluster
The realization in the mess
We are the meaning
People are poetry
"John Lennon Dared Me To"
Imagine if you will
That you are someone else
A new name
A new face
[An identity all but foreign]
Known only from your infrequent wanderous thoughts
Who are you?
Are you a Ballerina in the 20's
Who fled home and joined the show
Because with each pirouette
You're unraveling the ---
-- strings
- that
Had woven together over time
To tie you to a dead end town
Are you Elanor
Fighting for true love
Even though you'll never have it for your own
Even the first lady longs
[... for her first lady]
But her march for equality
Has legs weaker
Than those she's sacrificially stood beside for so long
Maybe you're the notes floating off Jimi's guitar
And
Onto the souls of 10,000 dancing feet
Because expression is better than repression
And it's about your life was your own experiment
[experience]
Something more [other] than seeing
Which parent's path was right in the end
Yet and still maybe you imagine yourself nothing
A void
[vacuous]
Vast expanse of ............
There's no room for hurt in a vacuum
And bruises don't linger on air
[perfection in the form of inexistence]
Or maybe you're me
Sitting across from you
Imagining you Imagining me
Chasing you
Through the vast ---- [infinity]
.....
-----
.....
The mind is full of infinite paths
And my thoughts have wearyless legs
[Can we run together for a while?]
Eat em up, Spit em back out, or pass it on to the next guest...
Cheers.
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
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