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Ben Palomino Jun 2019
It’s time
to take this paper
And tie it off around my arm
Until the vein is protruding

With my pen
I’ll penetrate my soul
Letting the ink flow

Allowing it
To erase everything I know
So I can escape the stress

And
reminisce
On the youthful bliss
Of ignorance
Ben Palomino May 2019
As the night falls upon the earth
Let thee commune
With thy brothers
And take to the mountains
Just before the peak of dawn
Scream thy names to the Gods
Until they shake the sky
With thunder and lightning

From the mountaintop
Let thy blood flow
Like the rivers of time
No beginning
No end
Just existence

The answers you
Seek lies not
Within materialistic needs
But within yourself
Far beyond
flesh and bone

As the dawn rises
And outcasts the night
Feel the warm glow of life
As it unshackles thy true nature
Revealing to you
Your soul
For this is who you are
Ben Palomino May 2019
My humans haunt
The dreams I escape to
They are tethered to me
As I am to them
I will torment
And let chaos reign
Until I’m freed from these
Unearthly chains
Our demons hate us too
Ben Palomino May 2019
I feel this endless pain
So deep within
My soul is stained
Prison bars of memories
My own soul is
Holding me a slave

This numbing feeling
Wont go away
Misery what’s my name?
What’s my name?

Breath purpose
Into my veins
So I can stop waiting
For my life to slowly
Drip D
            R
                 I
                     P
D
      R
            I
                P
              
   Away
So misery
What’s my name?
Tell so the bars will brake  
And take the pain
Ben Palomino May 2019
How much wood
could A woodchuck
chuck If a woodchuck
could chuck Wood

Does the woodchuck even
Desire to chuck wood
If the woodchuck could

Woodchuck go chuck
Away at what you love most
Chuck the grass
Chuck the carrots
Chuck the berries

But don’t Chuck the wood
Even if you could
Because the answer is

A woodchuck would
Chuck as much wood
A woodchuck could
If a woodchuck could
Chuck wood

And I’d hate to see
This woodchuck chucking chuckery
Chuck away at your precious life.
My co worker reminded me of this toung twister and inspired me to write this
Ben Palomino May 2019
I converse with
The voices in my head

They talk slowly
So their guidance isn't misread
I have a few drafts. Not sure if it needs more or if short is better
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