Victor Green

Chaos & Order

Ace in One


Within These Walls

Within these walls,
the truth of the truth
is never the truth.

Within these walls,
I walk, with my hands in my pocket,
in the middle of who I am
and who I am going to be.

Within these walls,
I watch the intangible of peace and chaos
together create a never ending dance
that forever sculptures a new world daily.

Within these walls,
I watch the complexity of life form a single word: survival.
Even if one of them comes from the depth from nowhere,
Everything must and will always change.

Within these walls,
I see them flow from me.
No longer than a drop of my blood, yet
Holds the weight of a monsoon

Within these walls,
No person tastes the reality of what must be.
No person smells the ideas that I crave.
No person sees the possible of the impossible.
No person hears the imaginary breathe the same air as me.
No person touches the pain that I feel
Most importantly, Within these walls,
I can be anything I want to be.


Unmistakable

Unmistakable
Is the flow of her blackened
Color hair; mystifying

Unbelievable
Is the curvature of her body smooth
And priceless as the feel of a gold brick
.

Undeniable
Are her eyes
That entices vast bodies of water
To watch their own reflection in man
.

Unbendable
Are the auroras of light that she
Walks in, shines
Under, and flies
Through and above.

Unmovable
Is her being,
Defiant until the end;
A sweet bliss to the greatest of sagas.

Unforgivable
Is her smile.
Holding the weight of 20t thousand
Nuclear bombs set off at once;
A sight no person will live past.

Unmistakable
Is she.
Imprinted in my mind,
Until the end of space and time.

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