A quest for Perception

Boiling down the water to retrieve the crystals,
Build bridges made of them to supervise
Grudges that compose a still water
Underneath.
You end up believing that making others feel
Guilty is the best way to nose.
I get under your nose to tickle, If 
You snort I disappear.
	Words get weighted down like bodies,
Disposed by wise guys with bricks,
	Tied with the hope of revolutionizing sense.

Some stuff “just are”,
	Above and Beneath,
		They just “are”,
			Besides and amongst,
					They just are.