Friday, February 26, 2010
Saturday, February 20, 2010
We all sing
Like a tourist
Who only
Loves himself
Loves the world
And himself
And only snaps
Time slots
Of tiny little reminders
We all sing
Like a forlorn lovedog
Who notices errors
In his life
And wholes
He creates strife
And we fight
To design time
And think of ways
To rhyme
We all sing
Like a member
Of a club
That I don't want
To be a member of
And remember
Members love
Given and taken away
With good take away
And you're alone
With thoughts
of yourself
Confined to
yourself
We all sing
Like a waterfall
Of acceptance
That falls away
You search for
Your purpose
Gone astray
If you don't create
You'll loose your way
So pay your way
Pave your path
On pavement
And in basements
To make sense
We all sing
Like riddles
Who write
And trick
Your mind
Who fight
Inside
And die
Unless they write
Who feel trapped
Inside
Who've missed
Their time
Like old and dirty
Nickels and dimes
5X10
Thoughts to let in
And put down
With pen
To rest your mind
Or die sublime
By yourself or
All alone
Or joined by
With him
Who brings friends
And ropes tied
Contusion noose
And rule your roost
We all sing
Like a tourist
Who only
Loves himself
Loves the world
And himself
And only snaps
Time slots
Of tiny little reminders
We all sing
Like a forlorn lovedog
Who notices errors
In his life
And wholes
He creates strife
And we fight
To design time
And think of ways
To rhyme
We all sing
Like a member
Of a club
That I don't want
To be a member of
And remember
Members love
Given and taken away
With good take away
And you're alone
With thoughts
of yourself
Confined to
yourself
We all sing
Like a waterfall
Of acceptance
That falls away
You search for
Your purpose
Gone astray
If you don't create
You'll loose your way
So pay your way
Pave your path
On pavement
And in basements
To make sense
We all sing
Like riddles
Who write
And trick
Your mind
Who fight
Inside
And die
Unless they write
Who feel trapped
Inside
Who've missed
Their time
Like old and dirty
Nickels and dimes
5X10
Thoughts to let in
And put down
With pen
To rest your mind
Or die sublime
By yourself or
All alone
Or joined by
With him
Who brings friends
And ropes tied
Contusion noose
And rule your roost
We all sing
Monday, February 8, 2010
Oi Oi
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