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Butterfly caught in a fine web, fell in love with a beam of light,
only to make the reluctant dark night jealous,
streaming light couldn't even sense her presence,
*she was a recalcitrant dance, at once gorgeous and fierce,
tragic
that many
are motivated more
through avoidance of pain
than through the attainment of
the achievements their heart desires earnestly

- Vijayalakshmi Harish
07.10.2012

Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish
We are no doubt
each of us
entangled..
entangled in darkness
and in light..

Suffering arrives
with the illusion
that these are
separate entanglements
or that
they are not...
woot for when i feel you understand
woot for private mysteries of only being me and you
woot for games of lashing raw and scintillating *** in discord's after-thaw

woot for being true
for lies so old they utter love in corners never new.

woot for google's Timbuktu and Timbuctoo and Timbuktoo
woot for w00t

for chasing names into an aether sigh of history
forming castles in the mind,
stonewalling issues to the end of time

woot for fruit.
Sitting in a dance club
Looking for a score
When I saw her from a distance
She had just walked in the door
My glasses were beer clouded
and my eyes they were the same
I had to know this woman
I had to know her name

She got closer and I saw her
Hair like the setting sun
Jeans out of a country song
I knew she was the one
She made her way up to me
Sat down and turned to me
I had taken off my glasses
All the better so to see....

****, I couldn't get that drunk
There's not enough beer here for me
I saw her face and then I thought
I'd poke my eyes out not to see

It was my first day in college
I made it to my class, but late
I chose a seat behind a redhead
Who..I thought I'd like to date
She had a figure I could follow
She smelled as fresh as morning dew
You can guess just what I'm thinking
And just what I'd like to do

The professor asked a question
I answered and got it wrong
Then she stood on up to answer
She had those jeans on from a song
She answered and I heard her
A voice as shrill as chalkboard screech
My ***** went up inside me
To a place a doctor couldn't reach


****, I couldn't get thank drunk bud
With a voice that could cut glass
There's not enough beer in this small town
To even try to make a pass

I was working at the library
No idea on what to write
My whole year was failing
I would be here for the night
Two tables up I saw her
Brunette and dressed in blue
I got up to walk on by her
You know, just like I was want to do

I approached and she turned quickly
Her hair was flying everywhere
Then her blue eyes locked upon me
And in my mind she stripped me bare
She was not one you'd remember
She was plain, to state a fact
All I noticed was her staring
And you know I just stared back

I'm sorry I misjudged her
Superficial ruled my world
Now, I've come to know her deeper
And you know she's now my girl

To judge someone is petty
If appearance is all you see
You'll miss finding your life's treasure
If you don't learn how to see
Looks can fade and over time
You'll go deaf so you can't hear
And with your weak and feeble bladder
You won't be drinking that much beer !!
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