INTRICATE LIVES
COMPLICATED PEOPLE
THE SIMPLE PROCESS OF RECOGNITION AND ANALYSIS
reserved
bubbly
quiet
relaxed
confined
nervous
dark
the watchful eye of one detached
Chats
hiding
FADING INTO TWILIGHT
ASHES INTO DUST
TRY AS I MIGHT TO AVOID IT
HIDE I MUST
HIDDEN FROM VIEW
SHADED FROM LIGHT
HIDING FOR FEAR
OF EXPOSURE
OF THE MORE
UNDESIRABLE PARTS OF ONE’S SELF
FRAMED
THE FRAMES OF LIFE
THE FRAMING OF LIFE
THE FRAME OF ONE’S LIFE
THE LIFE OF A FRAME
THE LIFE OF FRAMING
OH FOR THE SWEET SMELL OF A NEW LEAF OR
ON THE HORIZON OF A NEW BEGINNING
control
The wonders of reliance on something
you do not control
the power of control
and the control of power
your personal power controls
your success
happiness and
your control of others
and your control of yourself
A loss of control and I am left
floundering, flapping
in the Monday breeze
black
losing light
losing sight
losing height
losing might
losing will
falling hell
falls around me
cocoons me
protects me
entraps me
angers me
want to fight
got no might
the black cloud engulfs me on a monday morning
is it the world turning black or just me?
(Actual date unknown – likely sometime in May 1996; also posted in Angelish 2001)
To sleep, perchance to dream.
The prospect of sleep remains a dream.
The sweet promise of relief
a burden on my waken mind.
Some will say the mind will dream whilst awake
if not given the chance in slumber.
To sleep, perchance to dream.
To walk, perchance to dream.
To dream, perchance to sleep.
anonymity vs acclaim
My desire for anonymity, contradicts the acclaim I require.
(rough version)
(Actual date unknown – likely sometime in May 1996)
hope abounds
Amazement surrounds
hope abounds
belief and enlightenment
confound
abandonment of fear
shocks me
yet
refreshes
A vastly different Monday