Those Who See
Blind By Eye
Those Who Feel
Show Using Ill

There's Memories
Beneath Everything
Hooting Owls
Finding Something

One's Fail Seeing
Believing It's Flicking
Better To Imagine
For Thine Mine

Escaping Dreams
Forgotten Glimpse
Being Voracious
Hereunder Glitch

That Was Oscillate
Will Come Collide
Thy Amidst Chaos
Bring Back Illusions

Upon All Heritage
Shall Dawn Arbitrary
What A Good Hypothesis
Concluding Best Hypocrisy
Above Finest Pretentious.



© -John Edward Kenneth Parado