so here are some "unmastered masterpieces"
::note: some of these aren't exactly poems but related thoughts::
-into a sea of smiling faces and unadmirable intentions, the synthetic figures exchange resonant phrases they like to call conversation.
-i watch minutes ticking past
i wonder where they go
i'm existing in a dream
sweet, so sweet, so slow
-do i know you?
i think we've met before
but i cannot say where
and neither of us remember
-i'm alive, and living so much i barely survive.
-ah the circles you run, looking for an end
you're making all of your mistakes again.
-there can be only what you believe yourself to see,
so lets inside our head make this world a heaven.
-... i don't practice organizing the world into phrases.