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loric Jan 2013
I breathe in ancient rhythm ways,
Aware of gazing at the same moon as the first man.

Raw power trailed from its creation as the earth cooled.

Were the stirrings the same when the world grew dark and nocturnal creatures roamed?

I am primal, subdued and powered down.

Sometimes when I rush past, it catches my sleeve and yanks me back, threatening to unleash a pressurized yearning.

Then it passes and I find my jet stream again.

When I can spare the cost of the indulgence, I sit alone in the night and watch my chest rise and fall with the first man.
loric Jan 2013
Old Leviathan, from what depths have you come?

You, thought to be long gone from existence, have surfaced in a terrible storm of lightning and screaming crashes.

Is it punishment for complacency? Perhaps I have ignored your announcements too long. You have come without so much as a SAVE THE DATE notice.

I’m *******.
loric Jan 2013
Give me more beer til before I get sad
Give me a bottle of smiles I can keep
Give me a reason for tying my shoes
But don’t give me lip today.

Sing me your sad lullaby after dark
Whisper your best secret under the moon
Shout me your argument until I go deaf
But don’t ask me how it’s goin’.

Paint me the reasons that small children laugh
Draw me a map to “what if it’s true”?
Color my Mondays and make them be late
But don’t write my definition.

Kiss me sweet kisses til I’m drunk with love
Un-tether my bad dreams so they float away
Carry my half finished thoughts in a jar
But don’t hold me carelessly.
loric Jan 2013
I put my shoes on the wrong feet and had to dance everywhere I went.

I dropped the world and everyone jumped higher than ever before.

I tripped the cord and brought down the lights across the globe. People learned to feel their way around each other, laughing like a game of tag.

I spilled my coffee and the animals of the world lapped it off each other like a surprise treat from the universe.

I lost my keys and had to sleep in a different house every night, piling up friends like bangle bracelets.

Once I did everything right and the world went about its business as if this were normal.

— The End —