Automatic Writings

The Haunting

This piano plays itself

And so it’s back with a vengeance.

This rubber banding–its elasticity is increasing.

What have I done to cause this?

Nothing at all.

It just happens, like a haunting.

A haunting because I have become forsaken, in forsaking the world, forsaking its people.

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Goodness Gracious Me

Thunderous silence

Silence . . . silence . . .

Oftentimes I avoid it, trading it for the pleasures of music.

But what a sacrifice.

What a misstep.

Even now as I write this work, I merely date and do not title.

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Ghosts II

The mind speaks to itself

I wanted to speak with you, but I’m not sure how because I don’t know who you are.

You don’t?

No. I used to think I did. But that wasn’t really you, was it?


Another ghost?

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Everything In Its Right Place

Truth in surrender

Back in my own boots.

Not looking is what allows me to see.

No more getting twisted up in the roots.

No more trying to create waves when there’s no wind.

Either it’s captured, or it dies.

Once it’s gone, it’s gone.

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Don’t Look Up

On the bleeding edge of truth

It’s been a while. Stay a while.

Let me tell you about the daggers hanging, handles spinning; blades heavy, and ready to fall.

I knew they were there. I could hear them calling me.

“Don’t look up,” I thought.

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Fear For You

Fear for me

I fear you’ll be lost forever.

I fear we’ll never get that magic back.

I fear that time is running out.

I fear feeling like we had our masterpiece stolen from us.

I fear we’ll never have another chance.

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Fire And Poison

Burning within me

Jump into this slipstream before I believe in your dream

People and shadows move together like ventriloquists

Pointed, exact, hidden secret portals allow one to enter new realms

And so let’s exit into a new one

What right now is standing in the way of me and instant genius?

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White Walls

Emerging into nothingness

White walls mocked me with their pale, blank, noseless stare,

As I looked to them for help.

I left that room without understanding.

And then I understood.

I understood that I was being used by the mind.

I stuck my head out the window, and breathed a quiet sigh of relief.

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The Shadow

A voice speaks from within

Who, are you?

And why, do you speak to me?

Are you trying to guide me?

Why do I feel such a wave of reassurance in your presence?

I know what you look like. I know your essence.

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