perception

Has the sun lost it's warmth? The world , so cold
arms sheltering myself, for what.....
journey the distance, travel the cost, beyond the measure
it lays.....it lies........just beyond.....just over......where?

Lost!?!

No, never that .....
being without knowledge of where I am, comforting
No, I know where I am.....in that knowledge I am lost
finding nothing more....nothing less.....nothing at all

Don't touch me!

Please, lay your hand upon me.

I once found fragrance in the senseless use of truth
now honesty hath stripped me bare, my skin made raw to the harsh winds
bones.....sinew......how exposed I feel....how .....how......HOW?!

statements become questions so quickly!

questions go unstated, and who reaps justification through this?
Whom wanders through JUST being, allowing streams to flow past
never stopping for the moist quench of life

why do questions ask themselves in a fury of unflattering answers?

discussed....no.....perhaps disgust.....

bleached, my bones shine a brilliant white
my flesh was merely holding me back anyway

my beautiful disfigurement, the mirror never reflects it
how many people can see it though?

put the whip down......I am yours no more!

I will avenge myself....

tremble in my wake.....am I awake.......
could this be perceived, not persecution?

my rage is made impotent through possibility

I am awake, I tremble....

where is here? where do I go now?

So cold.



-J.G.Smith (09/02/05)