[poetry] three old poems

[elydesia]

２０１１年１１月２５日
Cage was opened. Door was lifted. Legs burst into powerful strides.

Sound was nothing. Vision was nothing.

The feeling was freedom.

He ran down the empty road in a city already evacuated.
He came to the edge, a cliff overlooking an ocean.
Planes came toward the shore. Cage stared up at them, the feeling of freedom fleeing.
But with the life left inside of him, he did not shake. He did not fear.

Cage accepted death.

For he was brought up to die.

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２０１１年１１月２７日
Turn the colorless world into something beautiful.
Into something wonderful.
Colorful.

Make it mean something to so many.
Make it pretty.
Make it gorgeous.

Desire it.

Take the many shades of gray and black and white,
And turn it into something lovable.

Desire it all.

Make it into everything.
Take the fictitious world,
And turn it into living art.

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only we can change our future, for it is us who are unstoppable.
please lend us your power and hold us tight in your clasp until we return it.
not only are we greatful for your elegance that you freely share, but faithful.
we end where we begin, and hope we can do the best in our lives.

please see we mean no harm in your own self.
selfish fish should never fly like graceful flies or sightless doves.
send us your own creation to forgive us for all our sins.
purge us of our mistakes and make us anew.

it's our electric corridor for only us to tresspass.
keep secret and hold secrets dearly to our bodies.
the smell of truth and lies mix until they are unable to differ.
the lines of fiction and reality combine and blur.

can we not save ourselves?