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To flirt with the twinkle of Virgo
And joke with the great body of the Atlantic,
Is to lustrate fertility; self-worth blossoms,
A great thing to occur.

(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith

(Originally written 10/29/10
Revised 9/27/14)
The getaway is close to our eyes,
Can't you escape with me?
You're not obliged to.
It's true that a wrong is committed at least once in life.
Knowledge is the result of multiple mistakes,
I long to know what exactly motivates your fate.

Join me this way,
I would appreciate it if you did.
Alone, it would mean hardship.

Wear me daily as if I'm your favorite logo,
Don't complain of the imperfections.
Believe me, I notice them too.

Explain to me the unexplained,
Answers are what we all want.
Some answers are more apparent than others.
In order to find the less obvious ones,
It's necessary to dig up ditches.

(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith

(Originally written 10/29/10
Revised 9/27/14)
Take a glimpse,
Let it linger like vapor.
Feed off its energy.
The human imagination is a nation,
Conquered only by dreamers.

It's a diversion and a refuge.

(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith

(Originally written 10/30/10
Revised 9/27/14)
Cast out entirely this time around.
There's a beautiful world waiting,
But it's easy to be blinded by what you think is beautiful in a beautiful world.*

In the dark for so long.
The retina I own captured false images
Of what i once  believed in.
So much effort stored in a mirage,
lodged in doubtful recollections.

I want no sympathy,
I can only evolve through the chasing of symphonies.
Villainous, aren't you?
The conflict is the enemy.

I'll do away with this blame game,
You're just so awfully gifted at how you play.
I was the warmhearted prey

Fooled into what appears to be defeat,
Due to stupidity.
I saw what I wanted to see,
And clearly my vision was wrong.

(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith

(Originally written 10/31/10
Revised 9/27/14)
What you've been waiting for.
The irresistible minerals of our afterlife
Awakened them from their recurring coma.

Radiation descended toward jagged terrain.

A deer was calcified.
I would be too if I was that genuine creature.
Pleading just pleading,
The impact depressed the earth,
Taking me down underground.
I'm outside of your eyes.

(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith

(Originally written 12/4/10
Revised 9/24/14)
Should I only think of the positive?
Well I'll try, I'm not a complete pessimist,
At the same time, I'm not a complete optimist.
So many great and awful things I heard today,
I heard them one at a time.
Say your prayers for me if you wish,
Save all the bad luck for my worst day.

And the lord didn't know
What to say to me.
Every single time,
Couldn't make up his mind,
Every single word,
Seemed so absurd.

Should I tell you I once had thoughts...
of retiring my pen?
Ironic, isn't it?
I won't think like that again.
Should I tell you my heart
Murmurs occasionally?
That's probably not important,
Lets just wait and see.

And my friends didn't  know
What to say to me.
Every single time,
Couldn't make up their mind,
Every single word,
Seemed so absurd.

And the lord didn't  know
What to say to me.
Every single time,
Couldn't make up his mind.
Every single word,
Seemed so absurd.

And you didn't  know
What to say to me.
Every single time,
Couldn't make up your mind
Every single word,
Seemed so absurd.

So ******* indecisive
Yeah, yeah, yeah
So ******* indecisive
Yeah, yeah, yeah

So ******* indecisive,
Thinking exactly like this.

(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith

(Originally written 11/17/10
Revised 9/24/14)
Indecisive uncertain
My ears informed me that there was a Long Hard Road Out Of Hell,
But also that there was The Stairway To Heaven.*

Heaven sent yet hell bent,
Curved and bent.
You don't know where I am,
Because it all depends.

If the bird is the word
Then I'm flying above Earth,
As as far as my capability allows, I mentally surf.

Our lives are moving like jet streams,
And numerous times I've hit low points,
Aspiring to exceed my limitations.
The air I breathe is heavy.

Smoke floats from verdant leaves,
Currents lead us, but we are often misled.


(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith

(Originally written 11/19/10
Revised 9/24/14)
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