Wednesday, May 26, 2010

46

*breathe in. breathe out*

Transient. Momentary. Fleeting.
I need to think things through, without opening my mouth.
I need to ponder and analyze a lot of things, with my thoughts in my brain, not words in my tongue.

Fuck.
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92

Your madness breaks my heart- as your mind stirs
to the whirling of my soul,
I wish I could hurl all your troubles with a wave of
a wand;

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Thursday, May 20, 2010

Goodbye, Life

I have long been compromised,
even before the end was bleak.

You’ve dragged me to horizons,
hung me at verticals.
I, with a smile.

You whispered it was for the greens,
as my feet played rhythms of my own desire.
I did not contest, for all had been fine.

You say I’m lost and out of focus,
you deemed the future vague.
You’ve let me down from whence I hung,
cut the cord in between the skyline.

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