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Martha Jordan Mar 2010
I can't believe we're finally here
in a world all our own,
No one but that
nameless, powerless god
to endure our screams
of private pleasure and public pain.
the universe has no time for us
you and I, time simply moves
around us in a single file line.

Moving in semicircles,
hoping to land among the evergreens
ruthless salesmen pitch their price
of humanity, souls are
for sale.
can't say whether this is a bargain
or a ploy to make me
shameless.

I sat down for a while,
to stop and steel the roses
but the thorns tore at my fingers like
darkness tears away the sunlight, like
time wears away the make-up, like
the scars I bare across my heart.
so I left the roses.

I ran faster, thinking I was
closing in on you, drawing near to you
but the wind pushed back my sails
full of light, I realized
that I will never
reach that star,
cut that throat,
never burn the bridge
that leads back to where
soul meets body.

Bruises mock my pain,
they are my only decoration
they whisper to me words of
hope,
that i may not go on forever,
that in being human
I am perfect,
I am God.
Martha Jordan Feb 2010
There is nothing left for you in this world,
Not going forward, but moving in the same old mazes,
You can't see past your banner unfurled,
It's covering your eyes, igniting these crazes
Will one never be enough for this monstrous greed?
I continue to tear past these nets of tin,
Not really trying to destroy all that I have,
But this is all that I know, this demonic din,
Wish I could shake it off, and just laugh,
Not have to become one of your content creed.
I have kept my pearls from before the swine,
But their chain of dreams is rusting between my fingers,
Would I replace it with your own, homely twine,
I would have to surrender, bow down, lose, and linger
And all would be for naught.
I feel this coursing of passion through my very blood
But I am too weak; I cannot reach that final note
My aria is to be unfinished, washed out in the flood
That these emotions have forged; "That's all she wrote,"
With worry, I am fraught.
I want to let go of my delusional curse
And bask in your artificial ambiance
But to be blind or to be deaf; which is worse?
Can I find peace in a mind of science?
Does my suffering have any merit?
So I steadily press forward, while you steadily press on,
At least one of us is happy in this sick charade,
I, ever the bishop; you, ever the pawn,
Is this why we are? Why I am so afraid?
This terrible burden; at least you can share it.
Martha Jordan Feb 2010
Trouble with me is, I'm just too good for this
Reaping what you've sown, I shall triumph.
Above your skies of gray, I reign on high
None of you pious hypocrites can touch me
Stupid peons, why do you try?
Please don't strike back at me, I ******* take it.
Allow me to apologize, I didn't mean to hurt you
Realize that I can't see what I'm doing, where I'm going
Except that...
No one can see the goddess, no one can see the demon
Truly I am all that is. eternalconflict.
Martha Jordan Feb 2010
Open up your eyes just a little bit wider,
Already I'm running in circles
See the way I'm falling together?
It's definitely not thanks to you.
See the way I'm smiling just a little bit wider?
Martha Jordan Feb 2010
Such a slow day, time ticks by in tempo
Provide a way to reach the sun, and
It will be taken by men.
Don't look at me that way,
Even I have a weakness.
Rendered useless by my own happiness
Wisps of silky steel wrap 'round mine eyes
Eke a living out of thin air
Before your death is upon on us both
Such a fast day, time resumes a tempo.
Martha Jordan Feb 2010
How can I stay pieced together
Oracles are speechless before me
Lying gets me nowhere
Living gets me nowhere
Opposites can attract, distract, react
Why can't we be strangers?
Martha Jordan Feb 2010
Even though we’re leagues apart
Measure my heartbeats by ear, sir
Part these waters from my tears
Tell me that you can tell the difference
I know that you’ll leave me as soon as I can
Need someone, anyone, anything, something
Empathizing with me is worthless; I can’t feel
Surely you must see my pain growing
Surely you must hear my heart breaking
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