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 Sep 2015 Jason
WanderLust
And in the 4 am sadness,

is what you say really true?
 Sep 2015 Jason
WanderLust
Eleven years since I enrolled.
Eleven years I've been a part of this system.
And with open arms I would finally like to thank you
For what the school has offered me.
So thank you
For preparing me for the world.
Needing to prove in six lines or more why line A is parallel to line B
Will surely serve me nicely when I'm on my own and need to write triangular comparisons.
And although I don't know a thing about taxes,
I know to fear not,
Because mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell,
And that is the only thing that will be on the test.
And I trust your all-knowing judgment because you have never failed me before.
So you must be right when you say my little brother doesn't need to write in script
Because , as you put it, computers are the future.
There is no need to learn to write.
And I can't forget the ever-so-loving atmosphere distributed to me all those years.
I had learned to have a sense of humor at the young age of nine,
Because it was a joke to you when the other children told me to end it with a slash.
And all the assessments have served us greatly.
The loss of a history class to learn how to use a keyboard for testing
Could not have been time better spent.
Real life skills do not need to be taught,
Not when useless test scores are prioritized and focused on
Rather than a decent life lesson,
And all because they equal money in corrupt superintendents’ wallets.
That is what I have learned after all these years.
A sincere thank you is in order for the education supplied.
I have surely been taught well.
 Sep 2015 Jason
WanderLust
"It's not funny anymore!"
I shook big brother,
Tears cascading down my face.
I looked up at the night sky,
The stars were falling.
 Sep 2015 Jason
Wade Lancaster
Come with me
I have a compass
Bring your watch
We become the sexton
A map we shall draw
On this journey together
Joy for our pleasure
In the realm of reality
A world we seek
As one
Spirited wind
On wings of desire
Vision of a non virtual world
The kingdom of truth
The glory in wisdom
Where we speak in loving tone
Adorn my body with yours
As my heart melts like wax
Forming a new world
One mind
One Heart
One love
A creation
We found with a compass
We often navigate through life alone. Life was never meant to be alone, or lonely. How many travelers go without a compass, without a friend...
 Sep 2015 Jason
Wade Lancaster
I need us to be like clockwork, do you understand?
All its part work together... like clockwork. A loving and lasting relationship is not perfect, like a timepiece, yet working together we come close to perfection.
 Sep 2015 Jason
Wade Lancaster
When there is so much uncertainty.
In time we will know everything about each other.
In time we will share everything.
Because it may not matter.
What matters is how we feel about each other.
That is where we are at.
And it may come quickly.
We may fall in love.
When we share our secrets.
Where we tell our past.
How we swear that knowing everything about one another...
... could protect us... from future troubles.
We will share every moment together.
This life.
Your life.
My life.
Our life.
This wonderful life.
It began when we had no secrets.
When we tell no lies.
And sometimes we will feel afraid.
And that is okay.
Because life is full of uncertainty.
That's why we love.
To face it together.
With someone.
You and me.
Together.
Everyone deserves to find happiness.
As do I.
Can we?
Will you?
One should never trust their gut, it is after all connected to an *******, But it is a great indicator for hunger.
 Sep 2015 Jason
Wade Lancaster
Friendship
the strongest foundation
two people can
ever share
walls once built
for another
together we created
a door
the key we give
seeking then
to discover
worlds to yet explore
i love your canvas
making you colors
memories breathtaking
windows and floors
building our home
together
where happiness is peace
when we both
have a key to the door
I miss my best friend (MH). We have accomplished together a friendship rare and true. One day my love,  we shall meet again...
 Sep 2015 Jason
Johnny Hunt
kicking around
dried up and homeward bound
rain is like the sound of trains

the neighbors are out of sugar
and i am on my back
spinning around
speaking to clouds

and ghosts with no faces
still chase kids through the alley
and whistle around

with arms at my side
and both my legs shaking
kicking city habits
in this old town.
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