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B Elizabeth G Jul 2018
As I lay down in the soaked grass,
The mud squishing into every crevice and nook,
I imagine myself melting.

Like leftover snow in early spring,
When the first showers come and erase the remains of winter.

I am the winter.
The rain dissolves me with every drop,
Until I am nothing but an element
Absorbed by the earth.

And the world forgets I was ever here...
Lucia May 2012
As I flit from A to B - Candleford to Larkrise
Laurieston to Gatehouse of Fleet
I flit, spit from A to B
Calling all Bluebells
assist me in my move -11th May, '11
Let Fairy Fawn be fair and true
and pure with humility
For his Fairy Lu - La Fee Lu
could get so blue
if he is not on time

All praises Bluebells
He is here

T'was but a year since
I'd wished upon a
Castramond Bluebell
in April 2010

And now we sit in utter Bliss
Ensonced in historical Dunblane
Fairy Fawn paints on and on
And I just sit, dismiss
All negativity, anything dark
I know that light will disperse the unhelpful hearse
darkness, death and dour ways
Disolve in the sun this late spring morn
Let Bees Browse among the Heather Blooms
Like love now maturing from twenty-eight days to a year and day
4th of the 4th 2012
King of the Fall Nov 2014
Soon
my weekend will never end
my night will never disolve
my party will never curtail
but for now I dream
Jiminy Cricket Jun 2013
Inhale and hold it in.
You don't want to be called a *****
Even by your closest friend.

Exhale and let everything around you disolve.
There are no worries at this point.
There is nothing to think about.
Only the thoughts of what you have just done.
They start to sink in
And your thoughts come at you like never before.

The walls around you have only disolved, as the walls of your thoughts build up 10x as strong.
Tring to break through them only acts as a self distruct.
So you hit the button,
Once
Twice
More times than you thought was possible.
Especially after saying you wouldn't hit it after the first.

Running away is hopeless, as you end up where you left
Like many others.
You are not like them.
The ones who are lost in thier own loop.
Learn from thier mistakes.


Gulp, gulp, gulp...
Onto something new we see.
A different country, a different coulture.

Swallow and discover the opposite.
There are no worries.
There are no thoughts.
There is nothing at all.
The only thing that sinks is the liquid inside your empty stomach.

The walls are blured
And your perception on reality is fuzzed.
Like a kid in a bouncy castle,
you don't want to leave.

The echoing sound of your parents escorts you out though.
You follow them home
And before you lay into slumber
They remind you of school in the morning.
David Hall Mar 2016
every Monday morning
I think about your smile
i let the world disolve around me
and daydream for awhile

on Tuesday afternoons
I like to linger on your laugh
I close my eyes a moment
and let the memories take me back

on Friday nights
I sit quietly and stare
my body at the bar with friends
my mind running fingers through your hair

and every other moment
my conscious minds awake
my heart whispers out your name
the only sound my heart can make
Harry clute Jun 2017
Long ago day's bring understanding within the echoes of strength those of long ago that now only linger within the calm of resolve brings victory to the soul releasing those of ugly dispositions who once destroyed the boundaries of compassion now only linger in the spoils of disolve
Eileen Prunster Jun 2012
this desire to consume you
to disolve your very blood cells into mine
we become
temporary
come
become
separate
cells
divide
subside
solidi­fy
sigh
sublime
sweat
slides
Harley Hucof Apr 2017
To the sound of your strings i fade and disintegrate
To the touch of your keys i disolve and evaporate

I merge into the wild tone of my incarnation
Liberating myself from the lost echo of my incarceration

Your dark notes nurture my sole existence
Because
Light corrupt the night in the realm of my subsistence


Words Of Harfouchism
todd kellison Oct 2012
Why does death elude me
does it no longer hunt me like a lion to it's pray
the sweet sleep is so far away, outside of grasp.
The overwhelming feeling f reponsability impedes my plan
and my mind feverishly attempts to find a way to disolve the promise
and responsabilities owed.
To decide the way to face death is another decision
should it be peacful and fade into a quiet slumber
should it be quick and one painful
I find myself lacking the courage to take that final step, to pull that triger or take that extra pill
I ate my life and the constant strugle
I hurt everyone I know and can't keep the one's I love
I lose them to death and to my inabiltiy to look outside my of me
There is nothing to ook foreward to nothing that will change my life for the better
So I continue with my prayers to be taken from this turmoil and grief to stop hurting others in my life with one last pain and loss, the loss of me
Pen Lux Jan 2011
The bruises, the thoughts and the feelings:
I can't explain.

The reasons:
your fingers through my shirt
beneath my skin,
inside my brain
wrapped around my mind.

The thought of not seeing you,
the sights that appeal to you,
all the things that disolve in you.

A bubble bath:
you and a stranger
both your hands
under water:

Something soft:
you're after,
nothing new
just skin.
I still feel you,
You're tattooed in my soul
I'd still bleed for you,
Pull me up from this hole

Your touch lies just beyond my fingers
I till walk the rooms, where your scent doth linger
Remnants of a time that's gone away
The wildflowers have withered at the doorstep of decay

The photographs are driving me insane
Tears catch in my throat as the frame,
Shatters,
Under my fist, the blood on my knuckles
Brings me laughter
You, the master crafter of my lifes biggest disaster
You were the love of my life,
Burned down to nothing but ashes to scatter
I still hold you in my dreams, but in deaths eyes my pain
Does not matter..

I'll be with you soon, and we can dance,
Out to the moon in a dead lovers wonderland
As this razor glides across my veins
I'll pass through those blackened gates
And hold you in eternal rain
I'm coming back love, today's the day
I feel the rain, disolve the pain,
The pain, the pain,
The pain has gone away
michael gagain Apr 2013
the world today...i'm not happy to say
is an ugly place.....unlike back in the day
she's mad at us
with reason to be....if we dont save our seas
and stop killing the trees
there will be nothing left....except the dirt and the weeds

we destroy our resources
like they are here forever
we shrug our shoulders as to say..whatever
we as mankind certainly no better
turn down your heat...and put on a sweater

do you know where your waste oil goes
i know you don't care...it already shows
petroleum products..come from the ground
you can't put them back...once they been found

tons of garbage...every week
it leaves your sidewalk in a can
do you even care....where it lands

the trash you throw..from your car to the ground
it doesn't disolve...it's always around

i dug up a beer can from 1970
it inspires this poem
without negativity

does this not ..prove my point
the garbage we make
is here to stay
including the mcdonalds we throw away........
Liz Aug 2016
That first night
You didn't touch me
You didn't kiss me
I thought you couldn't care less

Then you touched my waist
And kissed my lips
And I couldn't help
But come back for more

To be yours
Wasn't what I intended
To feel so alone without you
Was never the plan

You were supposed to be
A passing thought
A stitch for my broken heart
The kind that disolve
When no longer needed

How did you catch me
Like a mouse in a trap
I am small and weak
And you are all too enticing

Now I'm terrified
Losing my mind
Because I'm too familiar
With what happens
When my heart shows its passions

Baby please
Don't hurt me
I don't think I could take
Another fall
Not from a height so tall

Don't prove me
And my tragic mind right
I want nothing more
Than to see that famous light

The one that people are drawn to
The one that I thought I saw
But ended up being another
Deep dark black hole after all

I don't want to be so stupid
As to be hopeful again
But i can't help praying
This dream doesn't end

So baby
Don't hurt me
I'm much more fragile
Than I seem

Prone to bruising
And scarring
I might as well
Start tying my own noose

Because I know the truth
Of what is to come
But knowing won't make it
Hurt any less than I expect

Im begging you
Please
Don't drop me from
Your precious mind

Don't make me
Take my hands
And lose them in
My hair

Just keep me close
Pretend to care
When I cry
At least tell me
Things will be alright

I'm in over my head
But that's nothing new
And I should have known
Not to get too close to you

But here we are
And I need you to see
That I've accidentally
Given you the power
To **** me

Be mindful of your strength
And the way which words
Roll off your tongue
Because I'll take every one
As a sign of what is to come

Be gentle with me
Handle with care
Because I have a habit
Of caring too much
And I'm trying not to
I swear

I'm trying not to let you
And your beautiful face
Affect me so deeply
To strike me so true

But I'll pick up
On the tiny ways
Your voice will change
When you decide
I'm too much
And you've had enough

Don't hurt me
The way I imagine you will
I know you can see
The terror in me

So do your best
To **** me with ease
Make it fast
Make it painless
Make me want it

Do something so despicable
That I **** you instead
**** us

I know you won't
But I can only dream
It's the only way
To lessen the inevitable pain

Otherwise
Just hold me
Tight so I feel safe
Close so I can hear your heart
Hopefully it wants me
Just as mine wants to stay alive
Michelle E Alba Jun 2010
home is a place,
where the walls don't smell
of regret,
or extintion,
or torment,
or hell.

home is a place,
where the doors revolve,
ambitions stroll in,
while fears disolve.

home is a place,
where the blankets are soft,
a one story house,
with the roof torn off.

home is a place,
where dreams proceed
to have no limit,
no unreachable deed.

home is a place,
built on hope and faith,
heated by love,
and secured by strength.

home is a place,
which will never break,
because the Lord is my savior
and he guides the way.
Liz Jul 2016
I'm getting weaker by the hour
And the passage of time
Speeds faster and faster.

I built walls in my mind
To keep my worries
And sorrows confined.

Now they're falling down,
My fear is overflowing,
And I can't find solid ground.

Stop telling me what helped you,
Stop telling me what I should do,
Because you don't know the depth of this flood.

Stop telling me it's easy to find land
Because you can make your own sand.
I can't and I don't think I ever will.

For just one second
Please listen to me when I say
That I can't ******* breathe.

Telling me there's air all around
Will not force it into my lungs
And bring me back from the brink of death.

And when I say
I'm terrified,
It's not an invitation
For a lesson in bravery.

When I say I'm scared
It's not because I don't understand
Everything that's going on.

I understand just fine.
But understanding that the sun shines
Is not what makes it rise.

Stop telling me things
That I already know.
Stop telling me things
That are of no use.
And stop making my pain
About you.

I'm not as stupid
As you might think.
But being filled with knowledge
Doesn't mean I won't sink.

I'm not as blind
As you may believe.
You keep telling me to open my eyes
But I already see just fine
And clarity of vision
Is the last thing I need.

I'm on the edge,
And I know you know
What that means.
So for the love of all that is holy
Stop pushing me.

You might think I can fly
But I already know I can't.
You might say
That you'll catch me.
But the arms of another
Are not what I need.

So next time you see tears in my eyes,
And it won't be far off,
Don't speak.
Don't preach.
Just listen
And hold me.

You don't know me
Like you think you do.
And I'm sure if you did,
You wouldn't want to.

I'm fragile and dark
Like a tree that's been burned.
I'm not the blooming flower
That I pretend to be.

And you would know that by now
If you were silent
And let me speak.

I've been quiet my whole life
And maybe that's part of the reason
I'm constantly overwhelmed.

I have so much to say
And no one to listen.
No one to open their ears
And hear me scream.

My screams have always been inward,
Echoing inside me.
If I could just let them out
Maybe they would stop killing me.

It's so loud inside my head
That most of the time
I wish I was dead.

But if I could take that volume
And let it disolve into the air,
Maybe I could sleep soundly
And stop running in my dreams.

So if you really want to help
And if you really care,
Please stop rambling about things
That won't bring my empty lungs air.
UUUUUGHHHHHHH
Kasandra Curtis Aug 2012
One I adore,
You must know the truth,
I am tethered to you.

Many nights I slept like a woman
Awaiting execution at dawn,
I wondered if you'd stay my execution,
waiting for the wall phone to ring,
And my pardon to arrive.

To know that you felt alone, neglected,
This was never my intention,
If you feel all alone in my prescence
I'd rather disolve like a salt pillar
In a torrential rain,
Than take the chance of hurting you again.

But if you are alone in my abscence,
Then I know, for certain, you love me,
And forgiveness, and acceptance,
Will come in time. For, I love you.
The fruits of a writing exercise, at a couples retreat. I don't believe my husband would ever leave me, but written affirmations strengthen relationships. I wanted to post his letter in response, but he made me promise not to.
SøułSurvivør Mar 2014
In pace with our various disciplines
We walk over cracking tile
Pretending it is
just more ice...

Black bees angle for the sharp taste
Of esoteric flowers,  their honey
Pungent...
As the smell of

midnight

Reading from borrowers
Their books bought
And paid for
I make my
Own
Analysis

And look no longer
For my forgotten

Dream.

Solaces from memory of things
Done badly, the light pierces
Down... silver light laces

The green.

The heart repairs itself
And then is fractured
Once again. ..
By looking
Too long
At the

Moon.

Towers of stone grow over living flesh
But then disolve in rot...
Never to mark

its

passing
.
.
.

Soul Survivor
2002
O wrote this years ago in an
Exercise of free form
Random thought
Poetry
Breeze-Mist Dec 2017
Here is a plant that could cut your thumb
From a strange frond does it become
With its pieces cut fresh
It can disolve your flesh
We'll give it to you as a sign of welcome
I suspect the custom grew out of a misunderstood backhanded insult.
George Grenfell Dec 2017
When its darker,
My heart fills with dread.
I feel safe surrounded by beautiful reflections, illuminating my world.

In the flick of a switch they disolve into inky black and Like a cat poised to attack,
It waits.

Round every corner, behind every door.
The floor creaks as i creep through the night.
I know theres no danger in the lack of light,
I'm safe.

Its not physical, the threat that waits.
Its something that cant be described,
my fears personified.

Staring at me through the dark night
Right into my blinded eyes.
No longer distracted by vision, my pain surrounds me.

Awake.

The things i didnt do.

The things i havent said.

The frantic face of sadness, desperate and cold.

I can't see it, but its formless gaze haunts my dreams.

I can feel its breath on my neck.

When its darker.
The feeling of not wanting to confront inner demons, and using day time activities to distract yourself from your feelings. Those nights where you dont sleep.
Ottar Apr 2014
I got up,
at five ninteen,
the day was mean,
it was wet,
the puddles had
      puddles,
I was befuddled,
if it was worth the walk,
then I looked down at my
feet, and she looked up at
me, and I could see, she
did not care for rain,
but staying home
              was insane,
and would not do,
she had to do number one
              and number two,
boots,
with hooded jacket,
umbrella,
leash,
me in my hat,
her in her reflective vest,
out we went to test,
not only our resolve,
but with water,
        did we disolve,
the pace was quick,
the rain was wet,
so was the road,
make me croak,
     call me toad,
as we went past the
hospital, three
paramedics walk quick
to the senior mental
health unit,
it was not unique,
I had seen that before,
looked at the door,
nothing to be seen,
walked on until,
I heard a yell, like a scream,
turned over my shoulder,
what did I spy,
an older guy,
barefeet, hospital pants,
no shirt to speak of,
doing an angry dance,
pointing in my direction,
I turned and walked away,
muttering, I was heard
to say,
"where are those hospital
staff, when you need them"
rounded the corner with haste,
if he chased after me and
we came face to face,
I wandered through the scenarios,
as I did frequent shoulder,
like passing traffic in a car you know,
but he was a no show,
                                    so this was not
what in could have been, it was an unevent,
kept my morning wet and pristine,
and the tip of my umbrella,
                             would only stay, water wet.
Liz Devine Apr 2014
Just give in,
let it go
surrender it all
you know, it's too heavy anyways
your arms will break
and your back with ache
in time,
it will swallow you whole

So just open your,
stubborn, clenched fists
lost and rotting
recover your heart
dust it off and give it a shine
because the day's too long
for weeping
and screaming
and this will all be over soon,
it will be quick and painless

Just be free
turn your *****, twisted face
to the sun and to the sky
and smile, because it's been too long
but I know your face,
hasn't forgotten how,
the wind and rain,
will wash it clean
and push you forward,
let the forces guide you home
it won't be long now

Doesn't feel good, girl?
to give it all up
to stop fighting and lay
your guns down
on the filthy sodden ground
let them disolve
into the mud,
into nothingness
you won't need them anymore.
Akira Chinen Apr 2017
I want to strip you down remove all your clothes your skin your flesh your bones strip you down until
I get to the splendor of your soul
I want to fall down to my knees and pray for just a little tease a little sin a little love a little taste of your wonderful
I want to tumble through your naked dreams and find you under a blanket of lustfull night riding stars over sheets of magic bliss coming towards me to deliver me my wish where
we would explode against the sky
and I would disolve into the love found in the splendor of your soul
He was shaking and trembling

As he leaned and kissed me

He was shaking and trembling

As he got on one knee

He pulled out this paper

He wrote a whole speach

What was I hearing

From this love ******* leach

He said I was the one

He wanted to spend his life with

But I don't believe in fairytales

And this monogomy myth

You only think you love me

Because I'm so honest with you

And my honesty will never change

Just like I'll never be true

Please don't try to fix us

When there's nothing here to solve

Don't taint us with your *******

Don't let my loveless bliss disolve

I'm just keepin it real

I want more than just you

Trust this is better

I want you to see others too

As long as you can handle it

You'll stay thee man of my life

And you can always come home

After her at thee end of the night
Jd Mckeehan May 2016
No matter what I do, nor what I achieve, regardless of what others believe, a mothers love is thicker than the air we breathe. Arguments are endless, rage has fueled the fire, comments fired back and Fourth are words we do not mean. Even though it's said and done when the moon falls and the night ends, the love a mother has,  starts 9 months before our life begins. Interpretation that we as kids begin to see, is the exact opposite of what a loving mother really thinks. The passion behind their words, the passion behind their expressions, no one will ever show that kind of passion so take a mothers love as a blessing.  Ups and downs filled with heartache and pain, so consistent migraines become second nature. Love isn't always the story book ending, made to be tough, and purposely hard, but no matter what you do, an imprint in a mothers heart Turns to scar, Not scar As a wound, better yet, the scar is from
Whom? They yell and scream because what we don't see, is that they want us to
Accomplish our dreams, more than anything or anyone, and it crushes a mother when we act like we're on different teams. We make excuses and point fingers for our problems, no matter how old or big we grow, in their eyes were still and forever their baby boy or girl and our problems they still want to solve, endless that doesn't disolve. I say this being true because it's a story I myself and my mother are currently going through. Seeing eye to eye might never exist, the love she has for me as I for her is the only thing in this life that is endless. For years I've tried to separate and take a break, it never works because a life of a mother calls for no breaks, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, but still it's taking me this long to understand and appreciate the definition of what a loving mother really means. Instead of Eliminating her tears and being medication for her anxiety, it is I who caused the suffering and pain, when any day she would of gladly gave her life for me. She hid away her fear and protected me at any cost, still in my selfish ways I told her off and made clear she wasn't my boss. The look in her eyes, when i saw her insides cave in like shattering glass, I wish I could take away the past because I'm ashamed and embarrassed for the things I said and actions I gave,
Now knowing its true, because the love she still has for me never ever died or became less,  but only stronger everyday.
Timothy hill Jul 2017
Ego
Sir, I'm not sure if your ego is up to par.
Its seems it is never near always at a far.
When's the last time you've drank in a bar.
 
Lady of the Ocean, give me your peace of devotion.

So I can make my daily promotion.

Whisper fly into a sail of my boat's tallest emotion.
 
Find your saddle and prepare too ride because my scripture, is in the hide of the Mountain.

And if you can find don't come back a crying for my words are power and source.

Lion's set at the peak of my tides and thunder grasp the tree's that should have divorced.
 
Ego flood my Ocean, not yet ready too under stand the master code, that I have harvested to sand.

When the sky flirts with space you then may comment because of the emotional state in which you are located.

Never get stove mad when ego''s cascade.
And vilagers place there new hand to complete a warrior such fan.

It's a rhyme in time, that makes a correction with a discussion on matters of conduction.

Level your smile and drift not at sea.
For we float above the world mad of grief.

And disolve the section also corn feet.
Doth a man, is ruby atired he make money from wind and his towers.
This too a awareness of  us.
Alexis karpouzos Nov 2019
i ask the lips, why are you crying?
'I lost my colour, i lost my flame,  
i lost my longing'.
The eye says:
'I lost the inward tenderness,
fade the light around me'
and the ear,
'i don't hear harmonies
but lamentations and screams'.
And the heart whispers:
'Finally the breeze
will continiue to lightly caresses
the night sky
and the clouds will disolve.
Pain itself
will crack the rock
and let the soul emerge'.
NiTSUDD Aug 2016
I wake and feel like death
This may be the night i break
Ill disolve myself through breath
And see what world i make
The fire will be burning
It will beckon my poor soul
My boiled blood hot turning
With a knife to jab a hole
Remove us from the stage
I never will belong
Release us from the cage
Where our love must be wrong
OH  IT  COULD  BE  IT  WOULD  BE

Oh it could well be and it for sure it would be
Even if the sun turned out its lights for real
In the largest crowd wondering searching for you
I'd find for my soul knows how your soul does feel

There is not another love another aura another one
That sends the same loving vibrations through me
Within a crowd of enless my soul would confess thers
Only one electronic seductive love thsts within thee

A most romantic bolt of loves own lightening I feel
Even within the most crowded room I feel it ever so
Words could explain any more than the pain of a flower
Having just been picked instead of allowing it to grow

Or how a dying wave feels upon a shore to disolve
Like a green leaf blown away from its mother tree
Like the parting of a cloud being seperated thus two
Or never heard words never having been in a dictionary

Only as one together for eternity untill times done
Could explain the spontanious combustion of us both
Without any form of a test us two are perfections best
To love as none has in all of time our hearts own oath

As soon as your soul is near my soul it knows no fear
My very heart could measure your distance away from me
Within the blindest of light without a trace of sight
I'd know deeply within that again together we'd be

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
what a waste Mar 2017
She was lost in the pages
dancing to a whim
with a heart held high
and smile so wide

Days come and days go
Where will you be
when the day comes
that you're left alone

We dared to venture
past the time when
street lights played dad
and mom would laugh

Looking back, it wasn't so bad

Books turned to scripts
and the pages became burdensome
so we played our parts
and watched our words
disolve into conflict
Moomin Aug 2020
Calling all those that groan, over this world's calamities
Who are tired of the tragic news, we see on our TVs
Those who tire of viruses, of terrorists and crime
And hate to hear of yet another, slaughter in our time

Have you of late found yourself, astonished and bemused
Whem you read of women, who are crushed and so abused
Of shooting sprees and stabbing fests, that innocence do ****
And the poor and sick who drain and die, cause they cannot pay the bill

Does your heart go out to poverty, yearning for it to end
While many gorge themselves with wealth, that they can never spend?
Do you still believe the promises, of political Messiahs
Who claim to build us Heaven, and fulfill all our desires?

Do you feel that life is just, a struggle to endure
And joys are rare and so short-lived, and meaning is obscure?
And finally, when life is done, and we draw our final breath
Don't you wish that we could find, a way to conquer death?

And if so, you are not alone, in questioning this deal
For honest people everywhere, this is how they feel
But don't despair, and don't give up, for the world is about to change
There is a promise that is true and sure, though at first it may sound strange

It does not come from imperfet men, so prone to selfish ways
But comes from one who cannot lie, who wants to bless our days
It comes along with a guarrantee, as certain as the dew
Of promises once made before, all of which came true

He told us that our world would reach, it's current desperate days
That nations would reel in confused despair, like lost children in a maze
That diseases and disasters, would violently give birth
And that mankind would be poisoniing, and ruining the earth

But when these things were to ocurr, and be observed and viewed
They were indications, of imminent good news
An event of wonder, and of joy, to change the world we see
To bring in peace and health and love, and true security

“Thy kingdom come” he promises, with marvels that it brings
To replace all lords and governments, with a righteous, loving King
Who will heal and wipe all tears, and broken hearts will mend
And those of us who are friends of peace, he will call his friends

Restoring youth to the old and frail, and vision to the blind
And removing sickness from our lives, and sorrow from mankind
He'll quell all storms and fires, and calm the mighty quakes
And burn man's deadly weaponry, and missiles he will break

Most amazing of his promises, a grand and glorious act
Will be to empty mankind's graves, and bring our loved ones back
Imagine greeting mothers lost, and husbands once more embrace  
And chidren prematurely gone, to behold their little face

For he has sworn that death will end, and life will never cease
And the world will be awash and glow, with everlasting peace
Our pains and fears will all disolve, and will never come again
And those so selfish and so cruel, will no longer remain  

So ease your mind and console your heart, for this promise will come true
These wonders we can all behold, this he swears to you
Our future is not in man's hands, nor by fate will it be won
For God's will will be done on earth when his glorious kingdom comes


“God will wipe out every tear from their eyes, and death will be no more, neither will sorrow, nor outcry, or pain” - Revelation 21.4 (The Bible)
Krison May 2018
ya ever wonder why
with monday in your face
you dread the day  until it ends
with a weekend to erase

that tuesday be the uphill fight
from dawn untill the night

with heavy head into a bed to make
that fight ignight

the steel that wakes again
the bure thats in your side
so fall asleep
in dreams you leap
and over the hill you ride


for wednesday the beast that  bucks
the other with two backs
with caution and chance it racks
you of what to do

So fester in a room

or find

untimely

doom


for thursday

the libertine

finds the trumpet call

for chance will take the place

of sound resolve
as thoughts disolve
into plastic cups

but this is only now and you are mostly spent
with fried a mind
And lost of time with honest days to mend

FRIDAY
FREE

the work was ease
So down into the drink
And the beauty of the nap
With pearls upon her back
And my arms to March upon
For needles make a track.

Is all i want
Is all i hunt
The girl
And mostly
......



and never of regret

With thunder in my head
my closest friend my bed
And wake my face so red


for my Sunday
Is the day
i die

And monday the reason why.

— The End —