Thursday, July 20, 2006
Popcorn
Sweet and dull
Yet unmistakable
How such a simple sent,
Can make me so recall,
I do not know
But I recall the theaters of youth
Why should a cinema bring me to this?
I hear the laughs of adolescent girls
The sneer and glee
The dreams of what is,
Attractions to what ot’ a be
Playing it cool,
Searching for meaning with out meaning to!
The confusion of young movie dates
The two sides,
Opposite in thought
But in action they are one
How the fuck can that work?
People so confused
Granted they be young
But, as they grow
They learn new shit in which to muse
I see so many things,
In this simple thing
Faces from my past
People I’ve known
Faces I’ve seen
Hearts I’ve seen broken
And mended again
(and again)
What is the worst,
That this might be,
All of humanities curse
All of lives, wandering round
Doing our best, to keep thought on the ground
Screaming for what we want at the top of our lungs
And Always sing the same old song
All ways getting the same old wrong
…………………………
Never knowing
It’s all our wrong
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