#1
They're planning the infirmaries,
inconsequentially pulling at strings...
No matter the format or elegy,
whomever becomes one's effigy.
Perhaps a fallacy undone your life.
Perhaps the lies fuelled said declined.
No matter, all is but strife in our minds.

Determinately pondering the repercussions,
falling prey to unsuspecting events.
Light and dark as one delegation,
Sight and sound as finite voids.
#2
I'm not sure I see what is going on here, mayhaps that be due to my fatigue, but this is definitely interesting. "Sight and sound as finite voids". Yeah, I like. I'll be re-reading this.
マリ「しあわっせはーあるいってこないだーからあるいってゆっくんだねーん 
いっちにっちいっぽみーかでさんぽ
 さーんぽすすんでにっほさっがるー 
じーんせいはっわんつー!ぱんち・・・


"Success is as dangerous as failure. Hope is as hollow as fear." - from Tao Te Ching