BTRIPP (btripp) wrote,

A DOZEN NEW POEMS! - #8 of 12

Bleh ... L.J. is being a shit again tonight ... is it useless to hope that at SOME POINT they'll have enough hardware in place that things will work smoothly for the PAID users at least? I get so sick of the "can't find server" and other error messages ... especially when there's supposedly all new stuff in place. Gripe, gripe, gripe ... grumble, grumble, grumble! Since there are only about 5% of all L.J. users in the "paid" category, you'd think that they'd make sure that shit didn't happen for those "the few, the proud" accounts.

                    DEEPER IN THE DEATHLY SPIN

                    the dreams of day
                    are shattered, crushed,
                    brought down to ruin
                    in the chaotic flow;
                    the dreams of night
                    hang close to us,
                    in fevered states
                    and unsure worlds

                    too many threats
                    churn through the mind,
                    we are in constant shift
                    to find defensive stance
                    but there is no zone
                    without attacks,
                    no place to set
                    our back in safety

                    we have no faith
                    in anything now,
                    no belief in futures,
                    no trust in man;
                    all siren songs
                    of sugared lies
                    are cast away
                    before they tempt us

                    all desires, all needs,
                    go unfulfilled,
                    no plans result
                    in wished-for states,
                    no strivings build
                    a solid base;
                    just sand or mist
                    in wave and wind

                    we cycle lower
                    in the spiral flow
                    of flushed descent,
                    the world itself
                    collapses here,
                    growing smaller and viler,
                    darker and deeper,
                    in the deathly spin

                             - Brendan Tripp

                    Copyright © 2002 by Brendan Tripp

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