Friday, June 29, 2012

conspiracy / the vanishment of noboru wataya





it is no secret that he loves to stray
padded paws drawn down the deserted alleyways
impervious to the shame of reprimand and joy of feted praise
aloof in his labyrinthine paradise, a fortress kingdom of maze

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if all the world's a stage and men given their roles to play
are our characters simply determined by the mask of time and place
(are my actions the result of a fate bestowed face)

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please don't set me free, I'm as happy as can be

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