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Monthly Archives: March 2011
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Worn down for lack of choice, for lack of care,I wonder which way to cheat: left or right?Should I step to the left with a blank stare,or limp to the right having lost my light?Face it: life’s a cinch if you fail at it, and giving up’s akin to cha… Continue reading
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Forget the tiger, embrace the liar,make decisions with your right-hand vision, stoke an ego to replace the firethat was quelled by the downstroke’s derision: Changing faces mean contrasting habits -what was once a smile are now tired eyes looking … Continue reading
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Until the candle burns out, I don’t sleep.Until the moon fully wanes, there is lightat night, which means that there is hope and steepprices to pay for those who lose their sight:Even when fully waxed, the moon is new, meaning a cycle of new light… Continue reading
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Dreams die everyday and then are wokenby loss, oh, hopeful loss- the only friendof late-night dreamers with eyes unbrokenby the pain of fear, the impulse to bend:The dancefloors empty as dancers grow up, leaving a pool of passion’s sweat behindfor… Continue reading
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Vivid colors remain impressed on thisbrain, and I hear sounds like speakers buzzingfloating around my feet and my chest. Isthis really a dream or a drubbing?:Tornadoes in heads, and earthquakes afoot, my world was so subject to conformingto tighte… Continue reading
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One more poem and it’s back to the workthat might come to define me in your eyes.How does it feel to discover a smirkin a smile that morphed into a disguise?It feels like electrocution, like hate backfired as capital punishment.I guess it just was… Continue reading
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I’m a bachelor of truth in my sidewaysmind that strains to understand its goodnesswhen empty thoughts let bygones be bywaysto utter isolation from our mess:A lot of cords and cables were left out on the floor untangled and in plain view;beware of … Continue reading
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I don’t know what is happening to me,but it’s moving me somewhere, anywhere;anywhere is better than where I stood,so I’ll sit back and maximize the ride:The terrains are shifting beneath my feet, and inside my chest, the rains are pouring,cleansin… Continue reading
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There’s water on the floor! Please don’t step there, or you’ll slip straight into unconsciousness and start a slipstream that will soak the air and not be awake to clean up the mess!: See, I told you so! And now you’re half-dead until your fate de… Continue reading
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A swarm of rose petals falls from his hand.Petals of three colors- red, purple, white – fall from the hole that he can’t understand,from the part of his hand that’s palm heart white: This would be a release, an outpouringof pure emotion from this … Continue reading