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Subtitle: Actions speak louder than words*

Love     Lust     Lies

Skin
            Bone
                          Eyes

Give ­    Need     Take

Fail
              Hope
                            Fake

H­ide     Fall      Keep

Rove
             ****
                          Reap

Less     More     None

Gone
             Dead
                           Done
His voice has that pleading
moan
As he asks
again
Are you ever coming back to me?
The subtle whining
undertone
But the irony
lies
in his query
The question he should be
posing
is to
**himself
He forgets....I never left
The dog chasing its tail
The cat who thinks it found a friend in the reflection in the glass
Deluded
Nothing but pity
(And maybe a little disgust)
For those who who believe they know so much
Who do you seek when your spirit is weak?

What do you do when the bluest of blue pumps throughout you?

Where do you go when darkness grabs hold and turns your heart cold?

When do you cry after the years of tears have run dry?

Why do you let your heart be ravaged and torn apart?
Oh can't we just steal away....?
          Taste the magic for a day.....?

Displace the dread
living in my head

Just
me
myself
&
I

We'll abandon the ghost town.....
          In Nowhere I can pretend to drown.....

Not another soul
just
me
myself
&
I

here in this place
Anywhere
I can be in peace.
Subtitle: concert cherry popped



His eyes, full of wonder
glued to the stage
waiting for the band to assume the position
sun not yet set
the thump thump thumping
begins.
His hands raise up
he joins the crowd
still melting in to the beat
as the sun beats too.
Intermission intrigues and builds suspense
he doesn't know the process yet.
The sun slips behind the flagpole
then the jumbo-tron
racing the light show (all purples and greens).
The crowd roars to life at the first
strum and drum.
He jumps to his seat
already wearing the overpriced t-shirt he bought
lips moving, reciting the words he has
memorized from setting the CD to repeat
head bobbing
keeping a perfect beat.
When the sun finally sleeps
he gets the full effect:
light show, big drums, guitar solo, stage smoke-
No encore (musically speaking)
but a visual symphony
as the fireworks make smiley faces in the full moon sky.
Not a bad first concert experience for a 9 y/o boy (and his 7 y/o sister)....free tickets for Imagine Dragons....outside....with hip-hop band Atmosphere (hometown heroes) opening.  I couldn't take my eyes off of him despite the giant stage in front of us.
means

Nothing

to me
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