

The BlushingThe Blushing FutilityThe Blushing
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I get a little frightened When I think of life slipping through My fingers like water – So fast that I have little time to stop running I’ve watched enough seasons to know The gold leaves shiver, light skips and dances Time pirouettes, the people change But lisping across the streets Under the slipshod shrill of the sun The better part of these moments Sting and fade and depart in a hush Across the scripts and spurts and starts, I get a little frightened That life is so entwined


Approval SeekingApproval SeekingApproval Seeking
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I shall not fall into decline
If you won’t be my valentine
An exclamation mark to women
Who need to be needed, like
That part of my mother which I
Have so utterly inherited, possessed
By the romantic demi-urge which persists Beyond all boundaries of selfhood and reality
The dependency upon unnamable others
Which compel me to scream inside my chest And if I have no breasts, how come my heart
Speaks to the world through unconscious empathy
Such care being delinquent among the faceless crowds &nb


SufferingThe Problem of Suffering -------------------------------------------------Suffering
Here in the valley of discreet depression
To people who live in the abyss of the self,
I know, poisoning the words of their own thoughts,
The landscapes which grief holds close
A sky that looks southward, the past aches,
Overlaid with memories of woe, keeper of maladapations,
Like fallen timbers of yesterdays, sands washed away,
Simplified by tomorrows we forget to make good,
Like the temptation to end it all on a whim.


The Power of NowThe Power of NowThe Power of Now
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Now the silence suffuses the story
Now the light impregnates all the senses
Now the softness is the teller’s eyes
If I can stop one heart from breaking
Through my soul’s regard, then I will –
Now salvation is a matter of following my course
Now the enchantment is my everyday
Now the sacred is each aching breath
Now the music is the personal blush
If I can spread just one drop of peace
Through my heart’s ‘reaching out’, then I will –
Now the unsuspected almosts have been touched
Now the co


Math and PeaceI am nothing but an empty vessel, Reusable and environmentally-safe. I'll filter information at the speed of misconception - smooth and stain-free - As you polish your perceptions Into illusions of grandeur and apathetic Romanticism.Math and Peace
I am nothing but misinterpretation - just unscripted potential -
And you are something young and stupid.
The world is a stage -
And you're something like an act, Something searching for a theme - a twist - a script. I ate it. And I no longer hunger - I no longer thirst... Acid indigestion until the curtains f
Morning Dew
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some days you are the pigeon, other days the statue
>^..^<
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..."Where's God with that bolt of lightening when you need Him?"
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~Curtain Falls~
"When in doubt, throw a pepper in the air. If it doesn't come down, you are mad, so don't trust in anything."
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..."Where's God with that bolt of lightening when you need Him?"
I read some of your poetry and really enjoyed it. Enough to add you back, as a matter of fact
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The future is E~T*H~I*C~A*L
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Simba...
No, I'm Jesus, LOL
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The future is E~T*H~I*C~A*L
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