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Geno Cattouse Sep 2012
Let us go see.
what happened since.
We left.
We let.

The wind blow long.
The Orb burn.
Tempest howled.
Poles froze.

Let we take flight.
A small trip.
My ship.
Blue orb.

Look what we made.
Odd creatures they.
Small bodies.
Small minds.

They like big explosions.
And rocket ships.
They seek.
They wonder.

They cannot look inward.
Stars beckon. come
Come children.
Come children.

Their journey is ending.
The journey to dust.
To us .
To us.
Geno Cattouse Sep 2012
The old man said to me "son, timing is key"
I said, "old dude you look like a man who heard about rythym".
Old felines  like you come a dime  for a dozen, always poppin of yang about isms and schisms .

Naw fresh meat. This buds for you, If I really knew then what I thought that I knew
I wouldn't be grading your papers with exes and checks but I see in your eyes that your vision is short.
You think you hot **** but aint all that smart.

FYI pops I think that you reading me wrong.
You cant see my dimensions nor fade my intentions.

So you think they broke the mold. you have this thing down cold.
This has never been done before you.
Here ,wipe your nose.

Hey Senor senior if your so informed,then please pass along a few high value pearls.
How bout the one telling about what women want cause you really cleaned up in
the female department .

The old man just smiled and said "pearls before swine.
Just drop a few breadcrumbs to find your way back".

Off is the direction I want you to truck he said.
Don't  forget Wonder is the best kind of bread he said
You must be slow or just light in the head he said.

Yeah, whatever.
Geno Cattouse Sep 2012
I gave my love a golden ring and gave my heart away as well the story of I now must tell.
What piercing love to which I fell,struck through the heart so fatal

I gave my love the inner self ,the one kept high up on the shelf and blew the gathered dust away. Struck through and through so fatal

In turn my darling gave to me a promise.
She gave an empty promise.

She handed me fragile vase with emptiness inside.a crystal lie so lovely but void of heart or soul.

I gave my love my sad goodbyes.
I gave my love the air.
Not fair I cried .
Not fair I cried. And withered deep inside.

— The End —