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Jon Shierling Nov 2014
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If I could do anything before I die,
even if by the doing it causes my death,
I would will an empathy machine into being.

A tablet type looking thing,
which when touched by two people
they feel all of  each other.
Jon Shierling Nov 2014
If I could remember a third of what goes through my mind while inebriated or asleep or high or in the middle of ***, Jesus Christ, then I might get down to writing something serious.
Daughter,
you are a cathedral.
Your ribs rise in vaulted grace,
the nave of your mouth stands open,
and cloister arms,
extend.
Your skin's stretch marks
are etched like stained glass,
Flame light flickers in your eyes.
Wonder of time and art,
made by divine hands,
You are more beautiful than Notre Dame
and all her souls.

When the men come to pray,
Do not let them
desecrate this house.
Stand unshaken,
as the bombs burst around you.
You will tremble.
But you will not fall.

Enfold the weary pilgrim
who comes to you by night.
Sanctuary
he will say.
And find it, in you.
  Oct 2014 Jon Shierling
Marian
If there were more smiles in the world
There wouldn't be so many tears

*~Marian~
Just A Random 14w!!! ~~~~~<3
Wrote This Today, October 20, 2014
At About 10:57 AM!!! ~~~~~<3
Enjoy, Please!!! :) ~~~~~<3
Jon Shierling Oct 2014
You feelin a bit down, a bit overwhelmed, kinda like some sorta clown?
Well come along with me and a few of my friends,
we can turn you around
and flip this town upside down.

Say hi to Nico, she's very persuasive
although the ****** might be somewhat pervasive
and I don't blame ya if that ain't your scene
here's a buddy new, hello there Mr. Haller
slightly wolfish but not too mean.

What is reality?
Don't ask me man, I'm just along for the ride.
But give me a mirror and I'll show you everything
you do and don't wanna see.

If you've been lookin for something
that has no name and no identification
on a road to nowhere
and for madmen only, as they say
come along with we merry, twisted few.

Yeah we'll make something out of you,
and when people say "Go with God!",
you might respond with "**** that. I don't go with God.
He's comin with me."
If apologies were
paper lanterns
I could light for you,
the sky would never grow dark again.
20/11/13
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