Exposed

guess what I have done
I wrote you a song
It's Only Called Paranoia If You Can't Prove It

and I'm writing this now
so there's no doubt
although I already know
you'll be moved by it

it started with a quote
which had to be skipped
for giving away
what's not ready to show

followed by a pun
one you couldn't miss
(got dismissed)
not what was planned
from the get go

then the chorus:
highlighted its way
and away it went
pieces of that puzzle
down the drain: overexposured vent


instrumental bridge:
Hmm hmm hmm
sax and strings in a certain light
seemed like a
non intentional suggestive invite
Oops,
out with that unfortunate slide


so,
you know...

I wrote you a song
4 min 12 of silent bliss
called paranoia if you can't prove it

what became
must be what it is

and away it went
pieces of that puzzle
....




.

Looking glass

Nothing plain
is too plain to be

Percept into absorb
You'll see

Designated design
deliberated
for we

Looking through glass
liberally freed
I must be

one self of all of me


.

Ash

"underneath, we began"
is tattooed on your skin
like a name

embraced by fire
sealed disclosure runs deep
from fuel to flame

but where lies now
this place
that yearns to live

echo to ashes:
what yesterday burned
today will give



.

Breach of silence

And then this sudden wave;
a whirling sensation
How to level counterweight from fall

Bewildered and confused
at so much sudden noise
This isn't just you and me anymore, at all

Where came many only ones;
these voices of people running,
heading in all directions, from

Pushing, pulling,
breaching overall protection,
split us up and move us along

...
Freeze
from watching in doubt
Lose sound and impression
time only, can unseal

The nearest exit inside your head
There, it's safe to defrost and h..

...
But how can I deal
with this echo
of boundless connection
to you

I can no longer feel




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