I withheld this one for a while since one of the lines so eerily ressembled something mr. rusty had put forth during it's creation... but here it is now!
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A Guitar Out of Tune
Looking around,
The room swirls, so blurred,
You’re all out of focus,
And my thoughts seem absurd,
Spinning in trails,
It’s all out of place,
And I’m finding it hard,
To put a name to your face,
A thorn in my side,
A bright red balloon,
A fish out of water,
A guitar out of tune,
Looking out through a mirror,
Where the darkness surrounds,
Bass shaking the walls,
With deep enclosing sounds,
Nothing here seems right,
There’s nothing left to say,
And every word that follows,
Leads me more astray,
A note out of key,
A brilliant blue moon,
A half-coloured “L”,
A guitar out of tune,
In dream-like reflection,
Rippled water, knee deep,
But it’s miles to go,
Before I can sleep,
The clouds in the sky,
Echo furor, mauve trance,
Pleading their case,
In the name of romance,
A moment of blindness,
A rift in the dune,
A moment of clearness,
A guitar out of tune.
This message has been edited by WondersmithWest from IP address 68.144.28.13 on Oct 4, 2004 3:50 PM
when we need the words - we know the words - yet they are nothing more than dust motes that dart away at each and every grasp - leaving us feeling like 'A Guitar Out of Tune'.