I was thinking about you today
the expression on my face?
a dead give a way.
Cheerful as a
wild bouquet.
Like an ice-cream sundae
in the middle of the workday.

When it’s a gust, in a rush
I could still feel you, making like a breeze.
the paralyzing, never-ending brain freeze.
the tinge down each of my small vertebrae
Because of YOU, i felt like the light of the day.
Ahh yes, the foreplay, always underway...

Thank you for being my sleeve’s sweet appliqué.

They told her she was just a face.

So all the creases & blemishes

made her mind race.

They said she could fix it,

just press erase.

With a brush, make it up just right:

sweep it under the rug

or go under the knife,

it’s just a tug,

and less bags

to lug.

***? that’s not how to give yourself a hug.

Take it off. remove it from sight.

why are you afraid for your face

to see the light?

kiss me like the wind,

because i know you won’t dwell.

but i will wait for the leaves to spin again

and fall under your spell.

**For we are Twinned.

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Space to move,
time to grow.
Wheels placid
aside your
tapping
toe.

...

Fingers bolt
from you chin;
your body wobbles,
the chair starts
to spin.

...

You're frantically falling
who are you?
Calling

Do not fear.
listen, hear.
I am here, feel
i am near.

There you go,
Here you are.
Do you know,
you're from the
universe
afar?

I can and I do
and I can't help,
but I see the
real You.

Do you see
just who
you are?

You are My once
upon a
shooting
star.

Tomorrow
tomorrow
i'll borrow
the gifts of
a pro.
and see
her seas
stir while
the seeds  
in her eyes
untimingly
sow. I need to
know. Where am
I to go? Tell me stay
so I grow. I know the
road is slow. and long,
yet then a foe? the story
moves the soul along.
it gives the bird a
song. and that
tune, my
friend
stays
in
the
heart

lifelong.

you are nothing
until you know...

Not until you
can see the sea
in every single
little thing.

Come, dock at his harbor
become alive through
his lighting tower
as the waves come and go/
feel the warmth within you grow.
leave the bark aside at the pier's tow
and go, see what your light has to show.

You are nothing
until you know.

You are a purebred
adventurer within your
skeleton to stow.

What's your favorite part of firework show?
Definitely, the night sky's glow.

the finale is the best of all,
leaving us all
in utter
awe.

B
U
T
T T

What's your favorite type firework?
Is it the weeping willow
falling like twinkling snow?

Then the light can cover your shoulders,
As it falls, fades, then eventually turns to go

Id
ont
k
now.

Do you prefer the firework
that leaves you with only a lingering smirk?

What's your favorite type firework?
Do you appreciate the stars as they burst?
Do you like the ones that make you curse, first?

Popping, screeching,
while outreaching.
Leaching right in front of your eyes.
Smithereens smothering,
singing sorrowfully, it longs and
cries?

Ashes to ashes,
how do you
prefer
to
fall
to dust
while you light
the night sky?
tsk


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((())))
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((((( ))))))
((((((n))))))
I
I
I
V

{ ^* - v_ }

I feel sick,
I am ill.
as I sulk
under the window sill.

My mind's been on a merry go round
jammed on expert speed.
but I am only a damsel;
a daisy in dire need.

I searched for you behind every
house, car.

book, bush and tree.

But nothing's there.
just plain,
old.
Simple.

ME.

I feel sick,
I am ill.
The rain pounds
on the window sill.

The night's been awfully cloudy,
a smoke screen to my light.
I don't know whether to scream in agony,
or stand and start a fight.

i wished upon my star.
Although, you, i could not see.
There's something greater in my path
its shadow had temporarily obscured me.

I feel swell,
I am, really.
As the rain still falls
down my ***'s well.

The moon has come to play,

bearing the catch of the day.

All its foggy mess,

seamlessly

dissipates

away.

as i ***** up

my old ash tray,

my eyes prepare to sleep.

but my mind relentlessly

wishes you, for my soul you will keep.

...
it's my id,
it is ME.
I belong to the shooting star.
A sacred skeleton key
hidden from afar.

4/20
99
indescri-
bible,
colum-
bine.

This launched,
a devious
plan-
something the whole
world needs to
understand:

Society makes its mark,
their wish came true.
&elieve; me when i say
they thought nothing of me
or you.

they only drew you near.
You be-
lieved,
to them,
you we-
re dear.
But then one day, you realized, you were no longer their peer.
Leaving their reputation:
smeared.

You told them your worries
you said them LOUD and clear,
they didn’t give a ****;
instead they riddled you with fear.

they really shouldn't care.
but you had to leave your mark, when
living in their massed produced ware
forced you to spend your days in the dark.

it is true
within everything they do.
they do not really care.
society serves to exploit me
while exploiting you, too.
------------------------------------
So this is where we stand,
among all the **** in the land.
and we still wonder why another man’s grass
is far more grand.

we must eradicate
everything we were told to ever know
do you know the devil
may live within your own
very home?

So many sit and wait
with their message in a bottle,
but what we need to do
is go heavy on the throttle.

Build yourself a sanctuary,
somewhere in merry's land
become Mr. Manson,
or maybe you prefer,
Scarlett Johansson.

^
You know,
I had a billion dimes.
Come here and take a look
I've been lucky more than a few times,
I've kept them right here,
in this book!

But if I had
a million dollars,
I'd spend it all on you,
See I've brought you all the wild flowers,
just to prove that it was true!

If I had
a million dollars,
of all the places I could see,
I'd travel to the ancient towers,
and keep you right
beside me.

When I had
a million dollars,
I wished to never die.
i invest in secret powers,
to prove its possible to fly.

*********

I don't need a million dollars,
to keep you safe under my wing.
Although I cannot promise you,
the bitter wind won't sting.

Your smile is worth thousands, darling.
Much akin to fine art.
There's nothing better in this world,
Than to see the glitter of your golden heart.