Senseless Ramblings

Written circa 2006.

From a long line of detachments I have often found myself wondering when the signals will fall into place, or if the flashes of lights will distill life. Coming and going, from forwards to backing into corners. Fleeing scenes of contingent lovers; mirrored in the loveless fashion that has become our senseless clamor. I’ve often wondered, wondering why I wonder so much. Why I hear the echoes of the past, yet ignore the present. Why I disassociate myself with the spilling of overflow speech. Expressions emitted through chatter and touch. Often is a time least provoked. The relations of people and time, with feelings and emotions; I am overwhelmed, yet not overcome by their thoughts. I can hear their thoughts clearer when their mouths are shut. The more I hear the sounds escape past their lips, the less and less I know them. I often wonder why we allow ourselves to feel ever presently thrust into a world of false words " falsely advertised " when we need not speak at all. Do, make, and take action… before we’ve forgotten about our vocal promises that have a habit of turning into our hollow shells.