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john p green Jan 2016
The sweaty ghost opt to reenter from behind vapor walls creaking back cross forgotten boards

Mesmerized by the fireflies licking the jar dusting magic onto Hendrix sparking guitar

Best continue not a care while drifting thru your sound coma blank eyes straight through ya

So the sun pulls up outa blackened ground every day another city offers a profound sigh

To never rise in the light disrobes each spectre for descent towards its own dusty puddles goodbye
john p green Jan 2016
Say, "Cancel Me" or "I'm Done."
Less you wanna go. For real!
No taking back.
A stone's throw, a simple one
At that.
No asking a re-try.
Just don't wish yourself away.
john p green Jan 2016
Place fingers
Against mirror
Try
Drawing out
You
Who is
Me
Future
See
And if
Oh yeah
I fail
You die
I die
Knowing
No more
Learning
Growing
Sharing
Nothing
Is what
Will not
Be
john p green Jan 2016
I was then lured in by their seduction my intentions drawing me further to learn more of this you see
Masquerading it in the Guise of a dream with slow caresses bringing me to a height I'd never been
As my lips parted I was slow in the head by taking the drag I suddenly felt different and heard "we are in!"
Procrastination is their quill as they scrutinize and ridicule the pages of what I live they likewise feel
I need to break free from my Iron Maiden dipping the quill in my blood to write them back to their cell
john p green Jan 2016
Took ma to the movies
Was in 3D at that
Awesome start to the new year
Till the very next day
And that's when I thought
Sure the movie was great
Afterwards a nice walk
Yet there was a part of it
I took away from her heart
Such a simple plastic wrapper
Meant to protect plastic glasses
Didn't protect itself from me
As I threw both ours away
Now one thing I need mention
Was that neatly tucked in ma's
Insuring safety of a memory
Lay her fresh placed ticket
Just as careful as she put it
She ever slowly pulled it out
john p green Jan 2016
Simply seeking solace in bouncing thoughts
Feeling warmth in that cold rock
Characterizing an uncharacteristic dribble
Watching it flow with no discourse
Or even disguising a movement to share
A leaf finds its mark now one wagers thought
Dogs bark rattles empty can in alleyway
Moonlight disects that churning in passerbys charts
While blowing winds shift around reason
Heavy hearts languish at the next whistle stop
Many will board to simply stare back
At others who dare when not to park
john p green Dec 2015
All children gather energy from the Sacred Tree
Mighty Ceiba your limbs safely cradle the world
So grateful Mother Earth brought
this to be
Wether fireflies flutter as we
dance round
Or mischievous fairies fancy
spontaneity
True instruments are we emitting
pure sound
Offering thanks as our feet stomp
the ground
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