• we can finally see it,
    the box unwinds and doors silently open
    lubed oil hinges
    squeeky clean
    the flashing screen lay ahead
    flickering
    a tribute to all we have ever done
    all that will remain once we are done
    the glory of our lives (images)
    a balance act reaching forward
    creeping out of the abyss and wretching
    trying to see the light the flickering lights
    it judges us we change
    we mimic
    we adapt
    we please
    reaching the impossible moves steadily away
    stretching out reaching
    oil gears twisting twisting turning reaching crying
    images rotating out
    the high rise balancing
    reshaping ourselves
    goals move farther
    we stretch farther we cannot
    the collapse we lay in peices
    beside ourselves
    forever


    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zl6hNj1uOkY