Perceptions Vault

She whispered, "timeless is defined by perception"

Floors creak-walls speak of yesterday- resist the impulse- times beauty is enough to walk barefoot in the dew filled green grass -

Drunkin' apples rot into rebirth- soil is the base of mankind-

Deaths perception is nothing more than the preconceivers manipulation- Pavlovs dog should have pissed on him-

Vanity has no pulse. - does guilty really have pleasure-

Checkered flags mark the winner- trophies gather dust and fade away into meanings opponent...disillusion.

The white light is real- close your eyes - its never dark only inchs away from thoughts, memories and the river of chemicals tubing inside your personal playland-

Cadence is real.

 Ocean swells rise and fall like us-
Temporarily peaceful, rageful then weak-

Rest..-sand grinds my eyes until.hurt stopd caring, breathe away faults of the day.. hey guilt, fuck off.

For am's anew , clean and fresh

Goodnight Mary,.... Jimmys crying into the wind-

Peace