Saturday, April 2, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
All the World
All the world's the same, for all the men and women samer than ever
they have their idiocies and idiocyncrasies
and one man in part resembles many others
his acts being mimicries. at first the infant,
as recalcitrant as a mule in the nurses arms,
and then the whining fool boy with his matchet
they have their idiocies and idiocyncrasies
and one man in part resembles many others
his acts being mimicries. at first the infant,
as recalcitrant as a mule in the nurses arms,
and then the whining fool boy with his matchet
for
i shed my tears...
for the smiles of urs that i never saw...
the games of urs that i never played..
those moments of urs that i never shared...
the dreams of urs that were never made...
cruel time has still never stayed...
all these and more into my heart have I laid...
Friday, October 16, 2009
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
silencing
silencing ur dreams
when unhappiness oozes out of every pore,
it seeped from the eyes, ached from the ears, running out of the window, stopped at boredom,
absorbed all and galloped into the garden,
the grass stopped giving reprieve.
it mourned n groaned n crawled away to die.
sitting n stopping, running n laughing tendacled its way into the red boom.
there it sits...n will not leave..not now..not ever..forever it sits
when unhappiness oozes out of every pore,
it seeped from the eyes, ached from the ears, running out of the window, stopped at boredom,
absorbed all and galloped into the garden,
the grass stopped giving reprieve.
it mourned n groaned n crawled away to die.
sitting n stopping, running n laughing tendacled its way into the red boom.
there it sits...n will not leave..not now..not ever..forever it sits
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