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Mar 2016 · 343
Wanderer
PI ToeT Mar 2016
The wind rovers when all lay asleep

In  dead men chest;  they  lock  doors  as  fear  rovers
  
Free  is  the  spirit, cold  is  its  feel

Child  of the  night,  your skin  is  dark heeding  my  feel

A chill  of  cold  I  spite  through  your  flesh to  bone

U feel  my  anguish,  shiver  through  dry  bone  as  teeth  grind
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Hide  for  your  master  knows not  of nights
.......

I  stop  and  my  eyes  wide  sight  the stars  edged at  the sky Far  East  all  is  bright  for the  mother  of night  has  is  awake

The  full  moon  glows  stealing  the  skies

Children  of the  night;  this is all my  light  

Sought  a  path  for  only  now  I  illuminate  your path

Follow  the  wind  for though  spiteful  it  bends to  my  will

At  night  they  sleep living  in  dreams

At  day  they  sleep  soaked  thoughts

Free  your  mind  for all  is  mindless  

Wisdom is sought darkness…

For  if not  lost  how  then  enlightened

For if  lays in plain  sight  why  then so  many  fools

Stay hungry; stay foolish
Mar 2016 · 326
Odyssey
PI ToeT Mar 2016
Sited in a dark room my legs folded
Candles  lit  
  Glowing in gold steady staring through the darkness
No incense  just  the  smell  of burning  wax
My legs are  growing  numb 
 All  junctures  holding  them  a piece  bitter    
This is just a flesh of my now… but we measure by time!?
if so when you  read  this…
Read  of  my  now

Beyond  flesh unfolds blood  and  bone
Beyond flesh unfolds deep waters that run in u
To  discern life  enough  to  find  the  light  in  u ………..

All I write is to, for, about   u
If I die I’ll have  to  seek  a  heaven  that  finds u  
If I die I’ll roam  from  plane  to  plane  cursing  fate  for concealed  mystery
Hearts  like  this  are  built  in  extremes  of  brick  in  furn­ace
On sight  of  light;  hearts  like  this sail  their souls
They  choose  never  to  row  letting  their  sails leadeth  them  forth  by  whispers  of  the wind  
Afar  and  lost  yet  it’s not  land  they  seek ……

In  silence  I don’t  see  you
In  silence  I  chew  my  nails
in silence I hear the wails sound clear
Mar 2016 · 271
This is my Demise
PI ToeT Mar 2016
The lock rusty; covered in dust and rust
You hold the key daring enough to flip and find…
Inside laid pieces of glass; a reflection of my heart
Piece them together you say, what’s broken can always be mended
Piece by Piece you re figure until a piece ***** your finger
Another ***** another finger, blood keeps lingering
Stop no you can’t all for the dismay of restoring love
Teach me how to smile in the dark; how to sculpture your mask
A heart cold as ice…
Metal bars flow blood to this folded dice, I roll it every day
Live or die are my only odds
Delicate it is, you find yourself attracted to all that hurts
You seek to mirror a reflection of your own finding no deception in a
world full of fakers and lies
In the end your blood runs dry 4 I feast on your love and compromise
*THIS IS MY DEMISE

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