The Race
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The Race
Run Thump Dump truck Red Moves fast with mindless thoughts Race hard move fast, Keep watch for blue dump truck Colorful graphics of creative minds Swirling and splashing paint Be careful not to mix facts with emotions Lust desire passion and zeal Truth sets you free, But passion drives you out Pain killer facts wipeout The faint fall End is near Hold tight when feeling dry Cry out Wet cool paint falls Short, fast, few and far between. |
Submitted on 2008-01-06 20:40:02 Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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| You seem, as this is the third piece of yours that I just sift through, to be an abstract poet. You enjoy colours, and I bet you love painting even more. I have many impressions about this piece, but my first is annoyance. Why? It annoys me, duh! The first bit of it, up until colour mind, translates into this narcissistic gloat. My impression is that you write down inconsequential details and see beauty in the haphazard links you see. It is as if fortune trumps logic, and you push towards fortune - I do mean in the randomness sense, however archaic that may be. Now why does this annoy me? I enjoy logic, and envy luck; why wouldn't it? The rest of the piece seems like a simple run down of ideas you feel have dominion over simpleton's lives. I like the wet cool detail, it's what makes me think you love paint. Tell me, why does truth set you free? | Posted on 2008-01-07 00:00:00 | by Outlaw | [ Reply to This ] | |
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