By: David W. Clare

Clean living is what wisdom is giving
The news today is a crying shame...
In a way, we are all to blame...

The meaning of life is the fine game of nil...
The will to live means take and then give back to those asleep at the wheel...

As the porch swing sings in the winds of time, the grass grows greener on the other side of the fence, as grows tall the neighbors wild rumouring grape vines...

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empty 'what if's
and petty excuses
and looming regrets
'if only i had tried harder'
'if only i had the time'
'maybe, just maybe'
'i could have gotten you'
'maybe i wouldn't have failed you'
*if only

By Arcassin Burnham

I don't mind your feral sences, we Could burn a million flames just to
Cure the sadness,
Do I believe in love?
Not quite from your petty personal vendettas,
They'll  fly above,
But the upside Is that everyone should be
given a fair trial,
And more Pampers and more formula for
Every single child,
But the world is too twisted in endless loops
Of peril and chaos,
And destruction and death,
It musen't be a ****** to have to breathe
your last breath,
Fairly twisted and devoted to a state that's more loyal to Satan
Than anything we've ever seen,
Buildings touch the sky in flames in between logic and metaphorical
Cemeteries with symbolic links to all broken dreams,
Touched by an angel in all of the rights ways making sure that you
Could get through the day without screams,
When **** hit the fan , who do you believe?

She said,
I like you a lot

He said,
No no, this aught to be a thought

I'm always thinking about you and me
But in the back of my mind I know it's all a *dream

but that was just the thing, wasn't it?

because you were spontaneous
reckless
wild
bold

I couldn't dare try to control any bit of you
& yet I love you still

Someday,
Someone will want to be in just this bed
Laying next to me

And maybe by then,
It'll be worth it for them to stay
Because I'll have myself
Finally figured out.