Jim 1

Divorced from the outside world as if you have never heard changes in the back of my head egg shelled in design & form some may insist on cursing the very day they were born Dionysus was intigued with flames that arose by a sleeve Orion can be seen on a clear night within temples of fire the flame arose though soft and tender too soon to render theatre in the round where Friedrich Nietzsche taught about philosphical concepts today as one plays an Ovation its conclaves are draped in magnificence a sudden twist for Nietzsche yet in the end pumps out fear from a friend tender with a warm sunset loosed to further its innate brevity got to stay ahead of me in sudden grace sread out upon one's Peyton Place we make friends then break plans to we give up it all depend U.C.L.A. film school was Jim is everybody in to the restless heart needing to be tamed by tough love under the covers the shallow scream of lovers torn up but yet next to one another breath deep the night is far spent in sight we have created this dream out of ruined pillars lost in conclave's mere twilight waiting for the next episode an explosion in my mind the brigade of false minature soldiers in the dirt war battle Does death hurt you the most or is it fear shape dreams through your hair my pretty child choose the day the night is far spent cover me with your tender love along ghost highways bleeding branch out your arms to share a requisite moment in a time well spent in thought the after glow