Swagger, swagger
walks in the man

oil
flair
pomp

Swagger, swagger
where is the man

with the long hair
and sad eyes?

who sang, staring
into your soul

Swagger, swagger
is all he is now

or maybe,
that is all he can muster.

I have worlds upon worlds of words to use on you


ngunit


may mga bagay sa mundo na dapat lang na gawin gamit ang iyong sariling dila

at

ikaw

at

ako

ay dalawa sa mga ito

tayo,

aking iniirog.

blink

the stars
the surface of
far galaxies
the touch
of a lover
the sigh
of stolen moments
laughing
at imagined conversations

this

you

blink*

I'm sorry,
I saw the stars and of things I don't think I shall ever see or feel.

you were saying?

Leave it all on the floor
your blood
your sweat
your tears

Leave it all
your hopes,
and dreams

bare your soul
in all its awful ****** glory

take everything
cheers
jeers

every cry of exhaustion
of pain
of fear
of disappointment

whatever they throw at you
take it
to be great is to risk weakness

retaliate
a thousand-fold
every movement
every effort
every waking moment

in stark defiance
of insurmountable odds
of a defeat that seems destined,
of odds against.

Regret is for tomorrow
and this moment

isn't.

i have this pebble

and with it

I'd like to build a mountain with you

You'll never know
how much you're worth

you'll never know
until you promise

to throw yourself
body and soul
into every endeavor

you'll never know
who you inspire

you'll never know
how much you radiate

you'll never know
how many you touch

by just being.



you'll never know.

The King worked tirelessly
so that he may be kind

The King worked tirelessly
and so he thought he was kind

He worked and worked
for the people he thought

but honestly he'd think
it was for him to be kind

and so he lay on his bed
life ebbing from his head

and thought,
maybe now I am kind

but the people remembered otherwise
thus history said otherwise

and so The King
never existed at all

The wet smell
that comes before the rain
permeates the air

slowly it comes
little at first
then all at once

some find comfort in this
huddling in their rooms,
in their blankets and sweaters

others also look forward to its end
waiting for the sun
for the rainbow after the rain

but no
this time it's just mud, cold
and frogs after rain.

I look beyond and see
everything unknown to me

from atop this wall
I think of the fall

to where no man, should be
to the land of danger and mystery

I looked at my sword and shield
past to those ominous fields

I was nothing
just my fists and spirit I could bring

a man
a gnat, before the fan

of desire,
turned to fire.

and so I laughed, and there I go
forward past, all I know

empty wallet

empty pockets

empty chair in front of me

surrounded by love

and 12 pieces of hot wings

this must be

happiness?

contentment.

balked

at the

lanky
droopy

long-haired
fingers flitting and tapping about on a guitar

opened his mouth
closed his eyes

and there galloped forth

a song of god

gawk

the pieces
all of them
a tiny sordid amount
of millions
all on the floor
bloodied hands
and pieces
in*

a completely and utterly
futile exercise

"oh you know"

"the usual"

the brightest smile you'd ever see

yet you are under my shadow

Lalalaloveyou

If I saw

Your smile

with someone

with something?

It matters not

All I want is that smile

of yours.

Cause you were never smiling

I never could,

you never could?



With me.



lalalaloveyou

forever and always

I saw the stars

saw the sun

saw the world

and turned my back

to come back

to you

but you're not here anymore

but at least the world is still here

not for me but

at least


the stars do seem dimmer however...

they played that song

and everyone danced

it was lit

but it was only you

only you

love always leaves ruins in its wake my dear.

precipice, precipice
on this we lie
risking one piece

the most important
you and I
this, the now, the moment

never will
the stakes be so high
or low- shrill

indignant, arrogant, honest
fear, love, pain-why?
all we know is that this is the best

that we can do

and so we go

adieu.

why is the last light, that anyone ever sees their own?

because everyone else's is brighter.

for the burden that seems lighter

only to burn in one's own fire