white powder mildew in my ears
whisper something I can hear
it's fear
give me something to harness
maybe fill this emptiness
it's clear
two blue eyes and a mouth full of doubt
I want to hear you shout
that you're here
Feeling broken all the time I lose myself
within the rhyme
my dear

cold winters rain
weathers game
I'm feeling insane

I'm a black dove
you're a green-leaf newt
I'm not sure what to do

green leafed crystals canopy
over me like
a cave
surrounded by a miracle
working but never
a slave
no dreams could dare to stand against
such a sweet
magnificence.

in the wind
they bowed
as I danced
in and out,  through & through
small white plastic
cubes
inescapable t a n g l e s
reach up and under while
imagining

all the
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                         e
                    s

Don't warp it into something that never was.
Just a game we played inside our heads with our hearts.

Failed predictions of a future that could never be.

You'll only ever be you.

I'll only ever be me.

Time when imminent begins
when the twins start to smoke
money for old rope
new lamps for old
give me your lead
and I'll turn it to gold.

Pay your tax and relax
you've got nothing to do
pay the rent and the
home's free
they've got nothing on you.

When imminent begins
when the fat lady sings
when you're out of the frying pan
and into the fire
we'll see who the liars are then.

There is thunder afoot
I don't think it's a train
more machinations
to imagine a brain
that never sleeps
always keeps
an eye
on the background.

One more on the to do list to do
one more thing that I have
missed out
One more devil to pay for
and for that
I will pay for
no doubt.

Window across the valley
mist on the mountain tops
the river runs ragged and slowly
until this all finally stops.

The chamois with feet very steady
gets ready to jump the crevasse
I think I might jump across with him, to
where the grass is much greener
it's making me
keener to try.

If I stay I will dry up and wither
like some ear of corn in the sun,
but if I die in the taking it's
me that is making
the choice
and the one
that is loading
the gun.

If a person can be judged solely on one's socks, then I do believe I am a man of modest yet righteous means. For you to determine my grit as a mortal with the substance not concerning the shields I wear upon my feet, means you are without proper ability of dissection of one's character. I love one other, as the Earth loves the Sun; immeasurably. And most honestly, I try to see my surroundings as if I believe that every blade of grass could be converted into a trumpet that speaks to the ages in any moment in time.

Lovely little Lover, I mean Liver. Sorry, I'm a little drunk. I'd just like to say, no matter how the world phrases you, You are a perfect part of me. Just like my Heart or my Soul, the only exception being of course you work much harder for us then the rest of those louts. We are always one. My one wish is that I could filter you out, as you do me. Make our hurts go away, our silly feelings but a whisper in the breeze of life. Cause when faced with the whole picture, all we'd like is to live 3 sheets to the wind and when finally stricken with death; to die as a real animal, alone without worry as to what comes next.

I love you.
Yours, G.