Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Poetry: Vanishing Point

Even when you're cornered
And you're filled with doubt
You've got to remember
There's that one way out

There's the vanishing point

The vanishing point is
a choice that only you can make
The vanishing point is
for those things you can't take

There's the vanishing point

You can make your own path
When there is no other way
There's always that thin margin
That sixty second buffer zone

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  1. "I turn around and there's this door, this big old door and lights comin' out blindin' me, real gold and I'm thinkin': 'This can't be, this can't be.'"
    Did you ever see "Kalifornia," poor old Early Grayce looking for his door?
    "So I close my eyes and I count one, I count two, I count three I count four-five and I open my eyes... and it wasn't there. Haaa... "

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    1. Very interesting, I've never seen anyone connect Vanishing Point to Kalifornia, which is a film I've been meaning to watch. Oh curse your anonymity and piquing my interest.

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