Whether or not you think about it
I still probably do
I've kept you in a box in the corner of my mind
I still remember you like a Polaroid picture
faded and forever still
like you never changed

Whether or not we talked everyday
or just once in a while
I'll still remember the way you are

whether or not I lost you
or you're still mine
whether or not we fought
once upon a time

I still probably
I still think about you
We were once good
we used to smile
and at some point
I understood your mind
and I'll always still remember you
every person that walked in on my life

In the end, there's only one.
And the other.

I have never seen anything that
Deserved to starve.

No child, no animal.
No tyrant was born evil.

Let's dance, I say, though
None of us really can.

So we try, we try laughing,
And the walls, the ceilling, and by God

The floor laughs with us,
As we fool around like

Tiny Godzillas kicking down
Tinier skyscrapers, holding hands;

Dipping and twirling like the  
Innocent idiots we are.  

Playing. Like a god would create
Another to play with, and they   

Dance worlds into -and out of-
Existence. Not a single bacterium in

This room understands. So let it keep
Not understanding, and as we tire from

Moving and settle down together,
The rain has stopped doing its

Thing, and I point without pointing;
Say without a word:

*Look at that drop, hanging from the
Twig at the end of the branch of that

Willow. And the other. That's me. And
Me. Look until you can look no

Longer. I saved them both for your
Eyes.

I remove what is left of my
Work gloves
And sit down on a pallet of
Tiles to
Drink water

Project Manager walking by
On his daily survey
Stops
It's a comforting thing to
See a break taken

That is well earned enough
Not to call for
Hiding behind a corner
I suppose it says
What it says

If anyone wants to see me jam around for a bit on guitar, dig this:

http://youtu.be/LxngJ1A5Xyc

Be the Mood
you'd like those around you to feel.

Make thyself important,
though not by mere words;
for they who claim importance
are fatally mistaken all too often.

Make thyself important
and none shall turn from thee for long,
for thy merit and consummation
shall be thy calling card:

-
Be good at what you do.
Do what you love.
Love what nurtures thy soul.
Inspire others to do the same.

These are but four of the tenets by which I try to live.

If they are shown to be obsolete,
they shall be revised,
but, until such a time,
they seem to be wise.

Moon,Oh! moon
'tis a shame upon you
you failed to give full light
when the hunters needed you

They all lost their footings
and fell to the ground
their souls made to wander
no longer ****** bound