She Flies with the Dead
Listen closely, So your ears don’t bleedIt came mistakenly to her attentionForcefully a lone destroyerLeft to wallow in the sober dirtThat a simple fable forever repeating Never allowing history to just simply dieEither way it still tastes like eternityShe, never still, lifted her tongue
Silent screams to the slaughter of the imaginationWith only a puzzle of ideas soon to be just dreamsLost inside her own ambitionToo long for the desirers of todayTomorrow, a new escape plan
Such a sorry smileShe brings to the eyes of a waiting spirit With a gorgeous breeze in-between her hairAgrees to forget the disaster that gave the inspirationAnd simple fades out with the curtain call
The rain that day wanted the attentionBecause a simple smile would have saved her lifeWith an illusion of a happy memoryDressed to murder that final ideaPassed by an echo of glorious damnation
Michael Rutkowski
A Subliminal Message (For Those Of You That Really Didn’t Notice)
I knew that it was soon to be In every aspect, dying freedom Lying to the children of treason Loving every victim one mind at a time
The strength swallowing an inspired undertow Here we lay Excepting all this allowed violence
Authority, begging you to step out of the flock Unexpected anarchy may be a perfect drug Too the people of a mindless repetition Here lies everyone Only remembered through acquaintance Rest in peace In a sea of forget-me-nots To a place where everyone is blind Yeah, I remember you now
Mike Rutkowski