[Jake the Snake]

Factions Lining Up: A Question
pure is the word i'm thinking of
in volumes or wine glasses, the meaning's the same
the word describes monsters and saints a like
designing your dignity, with a differnt name

what do you see misery? a sign you say
searching through cancelled eyes shut
i see only a mirror adjacent to corners
inside an angel in theory of love

walls are idea's, autumn weekends alike
in 4's or 5's the thought is comercial
torn down foundation, so true, so true
distraught and renewed in a dawn so purple

abstract, distracting, the lines i write
the lines you wait in, tears fall through the latter
pain is amounting, its only tuesday afternoon
sun is setting once again, over worthless matter

[Ordinary Sarah]

Very nice.