From the brilliant striped tents,
To the malodorous animal dung,
Peanuts, popcorn-
Filled the air. I had to-
Explore the tents and through the doors,
To see the animals that wait for no one.


My concerns behind,
And nothing but mysteries ahead,
I peak in each room,
‘Till I stumble upon the strangest of all.
A man with full rose lips,
A face as fresh as a new piece of paper,
And a foam tomato-
Perched upon his nose. He was a laugh to see-
Until it all came off.


He tugged at the foam tomato,
Like burnt flesh, or overcooked leather-
A long rod-like nose unfurled from beneath,
I was so morbidly curious; I had to see what else was in store.
Next the bony fingers grasped the smile-
And peeled gradually at the rose red lips.
For underneath the smile lay rows of jagged shark teeth.
He bared his teeth at me!





Those teeth, caked in blood and chipped to a point-
Those eyes, have killed, and they have witnessed everything-
I will never forget when they stared into my soul.
The creature guffawed,
Like a monkey, he hooted!


And with our eyes still locked,
He asked in his creaking diminutive voice
“Are you friends with the monsters under your bed?”
His teeth flashed once more,
And I scampered out of the room,
Then I thought to myself.
For a clown, he wasn’t really that funny.

My heart,
That which I have filled with sorrow,
And treasured with love,
Growing larger with each moment, second, dream I see
And smaller with each tragedy, disaster, mishap I feel.

What I feel you feel
Pain, anger, sorrow and depression
Joy, love, compassion, and empathy
When you fail
I am right beside you
You are working so hard for me

Heart attack
Abnormal heart rhythms
If I don’t take care of you we fail each other
And we fall together

You are in me
Working for me
And now I know how much I depended on you
You are there always
And what is the thanks I give you?
I eat Big Macs all day long
And French fries into the night

When I go you will be free of my sins
The way it should have been
So thank you,
From the bottom of…well…
YOU

The haunting chants can be heard from miles around,
They ring in the air.

The incense erupts through the door,
The aroma of cloves engulfs everything in its path.
The scents feel like they are burrowing themselves into my brain,
They then settled on my tongue and whispered to me.

They candles sputter and tremble in the in the wind,
They cast an eerie glow upon the walls of the temple.

The warmth wrapped around my body,
As if embracing me.

My toes drag across the velvet carpets,
A shock dances up my leg in a cluster of prickles.
I knell on a rug that is scattered with symbols,
The symbols speak to me.

I close my eyes and plea to master,
To Buddha.
I beg him to watch over me.

Now my body is pure,
Now I am enlightened.
Now my mind is clear

In the field of blue
They shine bright
Brighter than angles
And sweeter than cuddles
But something is happening
Shrinking, Falling, and Dying
Into the abyss below
Like a symbol of hope
Yet nobody
Nobody
Cares for these innocent
Starfish

When I was young I shut myself away
In a hallway locker by myself for the day.
It was dark and I was small
Didn’t know how to open it from the inside.

Teacher came by and unlocked it from the outside.
I saw how the slides worked and remembered
Next time I shut myself away I could open it myself.
So I shut myself away.

Soon I grew too big to fit in a locker
So I shut myself away in something else.
Just as dark but not as cold or hard
It can’t be unlocked from the outside.

Maybe if you climb inside with me you can see
The hallway through the locker through my eyes.
Together we can turn the slides
And at last be free.

When I was young I shut myself away
In a hallway locker by myself for the day.
It was dark and I was small
Didn’t know how to open it from the inside.

Childhood memory

Snow and rain,
Has been a bane,
And Mother Nature is to blame.

But now summer’s come!
I see barbecued grass under the blistering sun.
I smell a summer breeze,
Blowing through the puffy trees.
I hear the lawn mowers,
And the leaf blowers.

Now I know it’s really come,
Cause summer comes so hot and fun!
The breeze has swirled and whirled and spun,
Somehow I know this is the one!

All my friends have asked to play,
During March, April and May.
Please don’t make me say goodbye,
To August, June and July!

A myth from the stars,
With Mercury and Mars
Had a beginning and end.
Invented to mend,
A broken dream,
That’s bursting at the seam.

From Greece,
To Ireland.
From Rome,
To Iceland.

Myths stretch on and on.
Till the dawn,
To the end.
Myths will send,
A feeling of joy.

Back when people were barbaric,
And myths were generic.
Thor and Asgard ruled them all,
But set them up to fall.
For the day came of Armageddon.
The gods didn’t know where they were heading.
Most of them died and others ran away.
Who would have a say whether it’s real or not.
All fought,
And all lost.
Where everything was frost.
The world ended just so it could begin.
Are the myths real?
No one will know.

This burning in side I’ve been feeling for so long,
Sometimes I hear it a faint little song,
The flames have been growing and growing I cant make it stop,
Until something inside of my will suddenly pop
No matter what I do I can’t change the feeling,
Slowly and steadily my heart has been peeling
I cannot feel joy and I cannot feel sadness
I cannot feel pain and I cannot feel gladness
No matter what I did it would never stop ragging
Until I meet you and joy spread like a contagion
These things I feel when I’m with my friend
These feelings, I know will never come to an end
And more and more came until I was surrounded by love
Three and Four is more than enough,
And my friendships kept growing until my heart was as light as fluff
Now my friends are with me no matter what
They’re always funny and sometimes a nut
But I will love them through thick and through thin
When I am with them I don’t care where I’ve been
Now that burning inside of me will never ever die
But now It can’t keep my down ‘cause I spread my wings and I fly