april 12 2005 workshops

April 12, 2005
(workshop poetry from UrbanWordNYC)

Perfect World Using Only Images::

diverted eyes with CD players and Walkman's booming with the listener so focused on the transformation into a cloud becoming music and inviting its natural high

I remember saying their eyes were diverted because everyone minded their own to develop some sort of peace and control

a mirage of peace, shattered glasses with torn open envelopes and deafening sound waves depicting the voices of dreams

tears walking the lane of innocences face because crying is the outlet from desperation, aggravation, determination, damnation, degradation, infatuation, and all that other bull that makes the world real

perfection quoted as the goal of... the goal of OCD as the bridge to insanity

individuals expressing the individuality escaping the morality that is supposed to construct their personality and the same morality that led to collateral damage; which is just another discrepancy

Bibles defining limited values not pronounced by life styles
darkness exposing... shit i'm done!



Experience - invaded like poem::

laying without the presentation of fluorescence illuminating the scene of infatuation

the music flowing like the silk of a gown exposed to the springs wind drowning out outside activity

inviting advances to explore the deeper side of solitude to relieve the lament of the drowning passage of teary evolutions

stamina and movement welcomed fatigue as the two souls drenched the rails for the flight to paradise

they became pedestrians on the path of new beginnings, but the breaking and entering quickly disabled them from continuing the welcoming sensation of their imagination coming to life

the demands and accusations sparked the match of misunderstanding forcing the authority to lash out at the complications too quickly rummaging through their mind

sex is a weapon and adolescence is dangerous

No, there are not two potentials expressing their curiosity; they were involved in a mood made for sharing their imperfections and heartache authority was too weak to listen to the explanation