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they sat waiting for
an answer
what they want
looking for the
eternal search
without stress
or agony
is like trench
warfare, no eulogies
please, a curse with
awful teeth
forget the junkies,
bedpans, pissing on
alley walls
they want flowers
in the rain, dizzy
with love, truth
that's a checkmate,
a bitter poem,
maybe a curse
All museums of fear
Literature
Ease Your Mind
(ease your mind)Glemp'siz of the past pass by
in the shoudos of my minds eye,
like a ghost.
I colapse in deep thought.
cawse & efect.
My cawse efeted my selection.
So,..
I just set and spin..
Bear it & grean..
The next day, we just do it again..
it's a rat race.
We all fall short of the finnish line,
it's just a tatherd vine,
wrapped around you,
bouned in time.
Slow down, ease your mind and unwind thows vines.
Dont spin your wellse ,
like your try'in to pill your ass off my greale ..
Literature
Only A Mood
My face I was hiding
I was hiding my face
What was my disgrace?
No eyes would I meet
I look within
And see only questions
But this is only a mood
Outside the wind is blowing
It is noisy
I can hear the cars on the freeway
And airplanes and jet engines
The sun is fierce in the west
But soon it will set
The grass and the trees like the sun
But only as long as they have water
And it has been very dry this year
I notice slight pains here and there
In my neck and calf, ear and side
Discomfort constant but bearable
Now I hear a siren
Standing around with members
Of the ruling class
They have ruled us into this
For their own satisfaction
For their big homes and cars and
Vacations in Europe, and servants
And jewelry and all their trappings
Of wealth and influence
And others take their place after
Rising through the ranks
Not remembering the guillotine
That the little people can only take so much abuse
before they rise up
And turn the tables
But when they come to power they only repeat
Literature
Lay It Down
Shut your eyes against the world
Before it spins awayIf you\'re quick enough
You don\'t have to fallTo live in a skin stretched this thin
You must pull yourself all the way inUnlatch the cellar door
Die the little death
That lets you live another dayThe storm rages
The whirlwind comes
For your senses
Stop on a dime
Dance on the head of a pin
Keep time in the space between tensesThis is not a battle you can win
Ride it out and save what you can save
In a place as dark and quiet as the graveHope is where the heart is
Hope is what it\'s always been
Lay down your life to take it up again
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