Submissions by fleamailman

Ah but I too, have slipped beyond this Earth
and formed those things that reason brings
onward I've typed and joined a tumbling mirth
of cascading codes -- and made a hundred things
you have not dreamed of -- revealed and stored and strung
ever on this black screen. Typing here,
I've raced my thoughts along, and flung
my heart at goals where others pier
of birth, these children of some coded .bat
who, if they could, would laugh and say:
"Well thanks but isn't it funny that
man his maths where God has clay"

-fleamailman-
...

what now, do you still want your past
and how would you, if I may ask,
still believe then those lies of innocence
now dispelled through your own experience
delicately masked not to betray your age
so do you still wish to turn back this page,
and are you really so shallow and cheap
that some youthful need is all you seek,
amongst the blind who now share this pain
and as if the past could be relived again
while forgetting that old age has a goal
to seek within to find one's soul
and if not a “soul” a simpler wealth
to reach within to find...