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Timmy got a bike,
Timmy ******* died.
Timmy's mother drank,
Timmy's father cried.

And it rained.
It rained for five days and six nights,
and although it stopped raining on the sixth day, the sun did not shine.

It's the movement,
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Timmy's bike was red,
his friends thought it was tight.

Timmy got a bike,
(Each day we all feel a bit more like Bukowski, a bit more cynical)
Timmy ******* died.
 Dec 2014 Fish The Pig
Richard K
I stared long and hard at the clouds,
And the longer I stared the more I convinced myself to think,
That they were great hills , now mountains,
Rising into the twilight sky.

It seemed for a moment that I was rushing through a valley,
Deep and long,
It seemed for a moment that life was beautiful,
And all my pain melted into the phantom ridge - line above me.

But the illusion dissolved as the road lights flashed,
And the clouds broke and I was reminded,
That nothing watched over me,
No great height stretched out its hand to cover my soul in shadow,
Or to hide my face from the night.

Maybe one day I will look at the darkling sky and feel at peace,
But now the night and the mountainous clouds only remind me,
Of being alone and uncovered.

The moon rises and I feel all the nights of my past rush in,
All the hurt and the crying,
All the hate and the lying.

All the tragic discord of my youth,
Streaked along the sky.
There is no mountain that watches over my soul tonight,
Nothing between my eyes and the dark.
metaphysical?
 Dec 2014 Fish The Pig
Richard K
If you are giving me space I don't want it.
you said we wouldn't stop talking. so please talk to me.
My heart is racing faster than ever before,
my thoughts refuse to slow down,
everything inside of me is shaking,
all because the possibility of you and me.

I have never been this terrified in my life,
and you haven't the slightest clue,
you're causing flash floods in my veins  
every time you speak my name.

When you say I'm a good man,
I start to forget how to swim,
but if this is what you call drowning,
I don't ever want to breathe again.

I want to tell you how I feel,
but I'm trapped beneath the waves,
forming syllables is walking on water,
and I'm still caught in the storm.

*~ Matthew Walker ~
12/11/14
 Dec 2014 Fish The Pig
Richard K
You
 Dec 2014 Fish The Pig
Richard K
You
I hate that I can't be mad at you
Here's to all the ways I bled for you
I can't stop thinking about you
I can't stop caring about you
I have been crying all week about you
Everyone has been asking me why but I can't say its because of you
I just wish I knew how to be happy with you
I just wish I could be with you
I don't need much from you
I miss the feeling of being wanted by you
The only one I want to talk to is you
My heart screams and storms for you
I wanted to know every part of you
I just want to find a way to still be close to you
In some way that can feel certain to you
Because I can't be mad at you
I hope in some strange way you still love me and I still love you
It has been a rough week
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