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I no longer mind
the laughter of people,
leaves falling,
sun rising—
all is destitution,
squalor,
our dirt-clod--
Earth.

Moons snicker, too
at our moon, which,
sneering at me
becomes dizzy
from its hypocrite
cycle.

Pulling tides,
the way it has
a quarter-century,
my life.

I want you
to die;
I want you all
to die before I do.
Moons, stare on.

I want to steal an abandoned air-
liner for you.

As far as possible,
I will climb toward
your towering grimaces
crashing, directly,
into the ground
without wonderment
or acknowledgment
on this Earth.

Trending topics
of the day
could not take stock of my
demise.
Shallow conversations
sit on barstools
put off
for eternity.
They showed me love
by suggesting
“change”.
I show them
love
is coming back
to earth
and lying with their putrid
bodies
against my will.
MMXII

I'll turn off the lights.
 Sep 2012 Alexis Jas
Hera Nova
When you're out of your mind and you accept it
Let go of this world and you won't regret it.

On your voyage for discovery of personal gravity
Take interest in what others call profanity.
Understand it, don't discard it, not everyone knows
That by using it wisely you'll discover sanity.
Started this For the Hello Poetry's Latest Experiment: Adopt a Metaphor.
Still w.i.p.
 Sep 2012 Alexis Jas
Beth Thumble
I can't tell you how much I love you.
It isn't that I don't want to,
and definitely not because I don't love you;
But I can't tell you how much.

What's to say?
The way you touch my cheek sends sparks through my body
And when you look into my eyes I melt
I hope when you look at me you see past the shell
And into the heart that's yours forever

Don't crush it because it's in your hands
Don't break it by letting me go
I'm hoping you know what I mean in these words
I love you so much,
I really wish you could know.

Just because it's hard for me to explain
Doesn't mean it isn't true
Some of the strongest things are those that remain unspoken
For the heart to hold on to as the world goes on changing around us

It's my dark little secret
And one day I'll let you in
Something to hold on to, to keep as a truth
The only thing that remains the same in our lives
Well that, that will always be my love for you
Some see Life is a puzzle put together piece by piece. Each eventually fits together.
like snowflakes, many slot beside one another quickly, but some seem like they take forever.
With each new journey and new day, you add another piece to the puzzle.
By the end of each month or at the turn of the year you turn back to see the picture,
The painting on that canvas that we call life. With our back turned to the rest of the world
we work tirelessly to make sure the puzzle is completed in an effort to impress those impressionable.
We miss out on the leaves falling from the trees in the crisp air of the fall,
The fresh cut grass as the spring spawns from the dark dreary winter
Some fight tirelessly, to inlay the pieces as if they were creating a road by which to travel.
Relax. Step Aside. Let the pieces fall together as you simply tag along for the ride
Regardless of the moves you make, the pieces you choose, the path you take.
All of the pieces are already in the box, 500 or 1000 pieces of a pre-determined fate.
 Sep 2012 Alexis Jas
Anais Nin
Risk
 Sep 2012 Alexis Jas
Anais Nin
And then the day came,
when the risk
to remain tight
in a bud
was more painful
than the risk
it took
to Blossom.

— The End —