Too Fast (a poem)
Channel: ozjthomas
Date: 2009-02-06

I have been writing bad poems. I liked this one a little more. Of course it might not make much sense to you...
Music: http://ccmixter.org/files/morgantj/18947

Metallic sounds bangin
as the needle bears down and forces itself in
I shovel filth, I shoulder pain
I bear this haze, I shoulder the weight
I forget to breathe, watching my back
this guilt overwhelms me, a burdensome pack
So I listen to Gods, I hear infinity
the one and the many, back into we
These shattered shards, they fall into place
The pieces, the past, all of my days
Magical, mystical, it's all making sense
I'm proud, ten feet tall, looking out from the fence.
Gandhi, Lucifer, I look into me
in the mirror, i laugh at the mystery I see
I'm hearing transmissions from those underneath me
The dead, they're really speaking, you see
With knowledge and power and truth and communion
and harmony and magical, mystical union
When the others have gone, i turn down the lights
and adjust my crown of horns,
recalculating my scorn,
I move my hand and reality bends
overlapping and flapping like a flag in the wind
I see all the truth as I look down below
Am I going fast or are they all slow?
I go ever faster, to see myself Fly
I;m not even worried that maybe I'll die.
I'm already dead or I'm not quite sure
Hungover and sipping gin and tonics since four
I hear someone calling, "Get back here on Earth"
You're not a God or some magical birth.
I laugh and I roll at this logic- ABSURD
And soon it's just sounds and patterns, not WORDS
Abstracted shapes, sharp fears, damp emotions,
Gods, Daemons and magical potions
Faster than fast, now I can't slow
Cold and confused, nowhere to go
It's no more fun
now I'm quite sure
I'm not "the One"
I want this no more
I am no savior, I am no God
I am just human, terribly flawed
My blood slows down
I take a breath
Looking around me
I see all the mess