Magi of the Eternal Spring-Time
Posted: 10 December 2004
Word Count: 297
Have you ever whispered words to the white bits on the waves?
Have you ever dreamt of a place you have never been to before?
Come and follow me then Iíll show you all the way
For I am the major magi of the eternal springtime and Iím hoping to slice open my vein.
Been watching, (Always watching)
Things that all have names,
And I don't care to mention, no I don't care to mention
The names of the things that I won't name.
But I asked you two questions
And now Iíll show you the world.
So come here little you
So white little ewe
So pure that you make me want to laugh-
And then smile like a dog that drank wine.
(Make me smile then).
You make me smile.
Unlike those faces, those unbelievable believe all faces,
Faces that kneel
And faces that watch palms unite,
Their eyes reside in sockets,
Two very ugly pale bulging pockets,
And they kneel there,
Daily and hourly,
Weekly and per anum,
For something beats within their hearts
Of a seed that can only destroy.
So, come here little ewe,
yes you little you
and hold me close and then
Because I, me and you,
See, we have the white bits on the waves
And the whispers in our hearts and I wonder
As I sloth under the moon wondering of all the things asunder and that have gone ablunder,
And I find I am blind as a mole.
Have you ever wanted to hear the whispered words of the sea?
Have you ever wanted more than your enemy?
Come and follow me then; I'll show you all the way
For I am the magi of the eternal springtime
And I'm hoping to slice open a vein.
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