hit the streets with synthesizers buzzing in your ears. were the parallels already there or are you making them? the answer doesn't matter nearly as much as the decision. will you keep walking between the lines? or will you break from the plane? servitude or serpentine?

let's be honest.
we know the ending.
keep writing metaphors. in lockstep.
words alone have never killed fate.
and you can do yourself in on paper a million times
without using enough lead to cover your grave.

paper phoenix.
origami king.
keep writing your myths.
while living your miss.
keep walking forward.
straight as ever.

posted by adam @ 2:45 AM