dose:   folding folding hues folding deep thin air devoured its seeding a droplet sears the stillness of space dissolved   narry aflicter wavers its light breath seeping through shapes solved heaving about shade after been shaved   gentials swimming formless nature of nature busting in flames   growing silent fury of element glowing eternity ripples reaching for capture found oxygen needy of oxygen   folding hues of perfect white silk in flowing a gentile-yellow overlaps ?apolvaultsintherep?   past dancing edges ?orange? by fusing the warm casing of winds spinning shadows between the fragile billion of its shed and passionateer   dust roaring tender toward immortal brains replenished to brinks dissappeared prisoner to its purity and nothing more   prisoner to its pure      sole:   im tired of being hard headed being in sweated bedded with my past self regretted had to ?used to chill?   climbin down the molehill of made of my inate and a child still laughing but the future isnt as bight at the parliament   evidence is not a problem   ?i've been up here? since the days of shakespeare   my poems pour problems   heres to what ive become   the sun will always be there to provide some inspiration   until im a figure in a museum   i remain in the amusment of ??? and evasion   remove my finger from your chest   these words were not made to seal your ?liberts? of ignorance   if the sludge was ever left i'm emphatic inadequate in this till i can once again become fathomed   wish i could grasp my torso but it slips through my hands like my hands   it all comes hand in hand with primitive grip by there i grope   angrily bubbling its changing me my whole outlook   hey ma look at me no form!   ?? on the notebook   im not the man i was on my last endeavor   the rest of you shut up   i lack the ability to pull myself back together      chorus      nature of nature bursting   the sun will always be there to provide some inspiration   clarifying cobwebs and corners give me that warm feeling   contained chaos replaced with natural gracefulness      alias:   being surrounded by wax you'd swear i was a dj   even in this nocturnal life i never see the light of day   (so may) i wander through my enwrapped body to try and find   the pinnacle of my presence my totally pure state of mind   overtalk gets cheated   only in darkness i am truly living for my immediate partner for the light   he was born forgiving   standing tall and thin you cant really make out my mask   the life span i was handed is desparing depressingly fast   ive seen 40 nights but i cant recall any days   my peak is starting curled connecting with the wind, it sways   i interact with my co-horts who illuminate various spaces   masters, meeting my match on a regular basis   i wait while the second hand keeps moving and stopping   surrounding cylinders are quickly dripping and sopping   feeding puddles in which i envisioned my own reflection   growing closer to the ground level section by section   previously i stood erect how i long for a dusk or dawn of yesternight's   witnessing peoples rights   and peoples wrongs   symphony playing in the background to elevate my mood, i compact   becoming well aware that my ending existence is a fact   thoughts flash back a being closer to the ceiling   clarifying cobwebs and corners give me that warm feeling   feeling cheated for all the energy i relinquish   near my dying cry as my soul is slowly extinguished      slug:   you can count on me to hold steady let end and drip   down can count on me whenever youre ready to shed a glimpse   of light on whatever the situation is   the contained chaos replaced with natural gracefulnes   ive felt em come and go you aint different then the rest of them   different colors different scented ones   nothin changes but the auroa and i only notice a slight renderin   and it secures my existence my usefulness depends on em   im immobile inanimate a feeble decoration   for this inadequate planet i took no part in creatin   so i make my reality   consume my space   to play an intricate role behind those shadows on your face   foundation never needed to be the shine   illumination i'm content with my place and time   affilitaion reap desire hunger for solidarity   traces of your visit and depart your scattered   my heart is matted with your remains   but nothing matters next to the fact is fashions just how we're arranged   its all deranged how your smile's really a frown   cuz once you burn up melt down   i'll still be around   its like that      chorus      nature of nature bursting   the sun will always be there to provide some inspiration   clarifying cobwebs and corners give me that warm feeling   the contained chaos replaced with natural gracefulness