The universe has
a millions signs
that say no,
but
only a few
that say yes.
/////
Everything is fragile
except the rope
around your neck.
/////
Just another
day in paradise:
exciting as a
hole in the ground.
/////
If you think
with your ****
expect a few
headaches.
/////
All the world's misery
is caused by men
who wear suits.
/////
Sometimes, you must
open a window
just to let a little
oxygen into your life.
/////
My ancestors
marched to war.
I flew.
Maybe there is
such a thing
as progress.
/////
Why do we
fall in love
instead of
rise in love?
Because there's
no such thing
as a rise with
a thud at the end.
/////
Cat's know everything
but divulge nothing.
/////
Death waits
patiently as
a dead cat.
They know
each other
very well.
/////
Enough now,
I am moving to
Lake Michigan
where I will
hunt wolverines
for a living
and learn
to eat ice.
/////
Have to flee,
there is a warrant
out for me for
everything I
never did.
/////
So difficult
some mornings
to face the
ugly emptiness of
the sober page
/////
Wanted:
a future
without
a perhaps.
/////
If I turned
wine into water,
made the living dead,
and called in demons
would these
be proclaimed miracles
and I hailed as
the new messiah?
Might be dangerous.
I imagine the sound
of hammers and nails
calling my name.
~mce
Nov 3, 2015
Nov 3, 2015 at 11:20 AM UTC
The universe has
a millions signs
that say no,
but
only a few
that say yes.
/////
Everything is fragile
except the rope
around your neck.
/////
Just another
day in paradise:
exciting as a
hole in the ground.
/////
If you think
with your ****
expect a few
headaches.
/////
All the world's misery
is caused by men
who wear suits.
/////
Sometimes, you must
open a window
just to let a little
oxygen into your life.
/////
My ancestors
marched to war.
I flew.
Maybe there is
such a thing
as progress.
/////
Why do we
fall in love
instead of
rise in love?
Because there's
no such thing
as a rise with
a thud at the end.
/////
Cat's know everything
but divulge nothing.
/////
Death waits
patiently as
a dead cat.
They know
each other
very well.
/////
Enough now,
I am moving to
Lake Michigan
where I will
hunt wolverines
for a living
and learn
to eat ice.
/////
Have to flee,
there is a warrant
out for me for
everything I
never did.
/////
So difficult
some mornings
to face the
ugly emptiness of
the sober page
/////
Wanted:
a future
without
a perhaps.
/////
If I turned
wine into water,
made the living dead,
and called in demons
would these
be proclaimed miracles
and I hailed as
the new messiah?
Might be dangerous.
I imagine the sound
of hammers and nails
calling my name.
~mce
More housecleaning. Fell free to laugh. I do.
