Scream truth inside my ear

as they transform the words

into salt grains

and i disolve them like sugar cubes

this is because i learned to breath deep

it has been to long since I have

assumed buddhist postions

and propasitions

I find no religion

just the pain and suffering

swirling in the air of ignorence

i see chalked drawn images

acting out the drama

This is also when i learned to use the eraser

I never delete much

and everything is as it is

for that moment with no explantion

and i am moving on still

heart beats flow blood

and all needs water to grow

time is stuck in a clock in my car

to much living in the past

before i was here

to understand the everafter

dancing with shadows

in constant escapisim

the hell hounds

or as i imagine

giant bull dogs

breathing fire

feeling the brimstone

boiling till the steam escapes

heaven is a December in Deteroit

who’s claim to fame now adays

is the highest crime rate

wondering the snow drift streets

past worn down section A america

I burn a bible to get warm

I pass out after the last page burns

drifting into dreams

of furnaces or infernos

I ran away from those ideas

so far away

I awoke someone else

wearing my old cloths

and its all floating in the air

as am I

between ground and sky

wondering how or why

I have lost track

of ground level