Within the Flowing

Deep within the flowing blood of veins.
High above the weeping waves of rain.
Directionless, it reaches everything.
Teaching lessons of sadistic pain.

It grew within a still-point named the void.
Muddy red, the rivers bled
themselves into an oceanic tide.
Collectively, it swept the world wide.

The colors of the earth were altering
within a heat devised as a jet stream.
Erratic beat of long lost sleep.
The heart of dreams lived in a faltering.

Yet life went on.
Recomposed by death's decomposition.
The moon was riding high within
a melting daytime sky,
where star-struck streams
of make-believe reside.

Deep within the flowing blood of veins.
High above the weeping waves of rain.
Directionless, it reaches everything.
They thought they could endure the endless pain.
Divine, the thoughts that grew into insane.

A razor-sharp incision entered in.
Dividing all the enemies and friends.
Battles raged. The price was paid.
Deep within the flowing blood of veins...

? Michaelette ?

8/27/2003
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