I’ve been seeing things Should I be committed? I see lines between us I see connections for days I see thick black lines With white backgrounds I see them very clearly I see dividers With strong and blurry lines Lines that were made up With lies and deceit Lies dripping from the ink
I’ve seen something Nothing I’ve seen it It’s OK I’ll move on You’ll move on Let’s see other people It’s OK We’re OK We’ll see other people Gods see other people It’s OK
I love empty notes I love empty lines I love notes with empty stories It’s clear perfection I find lost notes to be delicious It’s like finding a note in a bottle It has value like no other It’s like a long-lost brother It’s the poems left on the wayside I love those I love the value lost in life I enjoy something more It’s that age-old uncorking It’s that exquisite aging process...
I have seen it all Said no one, ever If they’re honest I hope Gods wake me Gods wake us all It won’t happen Said, everyone Ever We happen We are We will be
Make everything Pinpoint perfection Give life Happen A universe One everything One nothing Whole Every pixel of meaning Every breath of purpose Thoughts of time Blown away Nothing left to chisel Nothing left to add Pure beauty Pure meaning
