Nothing left to Prove

Time heals all wounds this bleeding heart has been beating for 1,974 years straight without taking a break the tiredness shows in my writing prose the cursive stance by chance to enhance the words specifically chosen for this gift making since to no one else but myself the inner demon needs his daily feeding the beasts of burden tamed by the poetic essence of ever essence since music calms the savage I have to ravage the lyrical carnage left the work of genius is never complete just experience and memory keep these feet firmly planted taken for granted by so many outside of body experiences leave room for the second guessing of perfection to no digression this occupation is serious when it affects your health, mood, state of mind verbal exercise for mental electric relaxation paving the way of the next generation this is just one in a million gazillion times over the rainbow they just don’t know or further more want to learn so much more

The is physically limitless  without boundaries telepathically drawing the sideways symbol for infinity the divinity of a poetic deity they can’t feel me when rereading for the 5th or 6th time I rewind to a different place and time like Jumper these irrelevant concepts are just simple text
Messages for the hearing impaired too high pitched like a dog when he just stares to nothing in particular these pieces hare like vehicular manslaughter watching a train wreck actually happen
Just a different page to another chapter in the endless poetic anthology of Lazarus

It never ceases to amaze me the things some people say and do the stupidity of humanity is surprising in its entirety the painstakingly slow process to evolution seems a million years away Staring down from top of the food chain my brain reacts to an impartial chemical imbalance when it answer to the question is so obvious pushing my pen to the outskirts of oblivion
We Mor(e)-gon(e) than Freeman a freelance writer like the blade runner my time has finally come for real the only kryptonite for the man of steel words can hurt or heal depending on how you take them giving you something to feel until your moved because I really have nothing left to prove


Lazarus MMX13