Look at the world,
not up your ***.

  ~mce

You should
meet the Muse;
she'll wear
your *** out.

She never takes no
for an answer.

Sure, when
she comes
she screams
out poems.

That's fine, but
her demands
will leave you
limp and gasping.

It's not all
sighs and play.

Be careful what
you wish for.

Don't quit your
day job.

A Muse will
satisfy you
but she won't
buy groceries.
  - mce

A great man said
fatigue makes cowards
of us all.
When I tire I falter.
After 72 straight hours
of flying at An Loc,
I slept with my eyes open
and was terrified
every moment
I was conscious.
No more wars for me,
an old man 50 years later,
an old body bent
on a different life.
When I am weary
I see the raw meat
on the floor
and think a new life
is impossible
but maybe some
variations on a theme
could happen.
I feel like
a worn out raccoon
treed by the hounds of life.
I feel giddy
with self-doubt
as if the world
is telling me something
I don't want to hear.
"Devouring time blunt
thou thy lion's paws."
And I will sleep
and tomorrow
what is impossible
tonight might
even seem likely.

  ~mce

tonight i drowned out the silence with the sound of your voice
i watched your hands touch the darkness & turn it into light
i felt your eyes burn holes down the curve of my spine
i tasted years of sadness in the warmth of your mouth
i felt love move inside me when your skin touched mine
please love,
don't ever stop
making me,
*feel

To the place where
The sky must start.
Past the gaps, and through the glare
Of a ticking, bleeding heart.

To the edge, to the dark,
To a lonely place I must embark,
And meet a rumored man, who is neither foe nor friend.
To the place where the sky must end.