Old, Old, Old (and Embarassing)…

So I found this old thing while going through and chucking away old bits of paper... It's hideous. But it's also rather amusing so I thought I'd post it... Christ almighty it's awful...

Dream Showcase

I dream of a balance,
Held in the gargantuan scales,
Of a mind understood,
In one hand a sun,
The light shining forth so pure,
Its counterweight being its equal,
A sun of utter blackness,
So devoid of light as to be truly empty

The pivot being a tangle,
A knot once so highly prized,
Now so horribly twisted and lost,
Its ends lost to the interior,
A place where chaos and order,
Play happily in forced coexistence,
Rays of conflict exude anti-heat,
The heat of bare, raw, pure emotion

I dream of a world,
A world so secure in life,
That can never be

I see the world,
It is bare, raw and,
Anything but pure