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May 02, 2005
Decadence Canyon
butterscotch threads
wisp the face
unveiling a source
of the gradual deceit
So I advance beyond the present
and right into the past;
the useless,
prolonging the inevitable
Fashion doppelgangers
posing for the propaganda man
luring undeserved attention
from the followers club;
whose slight ‘defects’
keep them from being members
walking blindly
with bright eyes
babbling into slave phones
polishing each others price tags
filling up their heads
with credit card resolve
Late at night
after static overfills the void
I retrace my steps
(in a different light than before)
and rekindle my affair
with these dormant streets
and their helpless points of inspiration,
Letting the fog envelop me
until I disappear into midnight
re-emerging on the other side
still wearing the expression
of a man who sees too much
in every single thing
Posted by Drexler at May 2, 2005 12:41 PM