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Maggie Neer Aug 2011
Today the world begins new lives
Reborn new
A phoenix prize
A old soul merely metamorphisized

Yet equilibrium remains the basis
For the illogical
Yet chronological
Order of homeostasis

And I do believe
Indubitably
In the infinite
Infinitely
Exponentially

We're all composed subatomically
All we want is stability

You want my opinion
Here's my two cents

You think that's gonna pay the rent?

Get off that couch and pick it up
Perhaps it's fallen heads up
Cause God knows we could all use some ******* luck

If not
Make your own
Flip it over
Turn the record
For the record
This song is over

Needle eating soundless motion
Captured on a carousel of 4/4 time

But you're consumed
By the commotion
Of the emotion
Of stainless steel
Stealing you

Today you and I begin new lives
Reborn new
The phoenix lies
For in your eyes
It's simply
Innocence
Simply
In a sense

Hands keeping timing
Telling me it's past tense
Hands intertwining
Telling me it's not yet

And I think we're intact
But in fact
The entropy of you and me
Has certainly
Got us slipping into passionate disintegration

Because you're entranced by the segregation
Of a million minuscule lights
Cubically distanced
Creating a whole
With a hold
On you

But me
I'd rather be a broken piece
Than one ****** up whole
Because at least
One out of ten broken pieces
Are quite pretty

Like the faces staring back at you
Trapped in their box
Where the walls absorb their pleas
Thriving off vibrations of their screams
Feeding off you
Trapped in their box

But HELP!
I've got this problem
I've got this hole in my shoe
Not through the soul
Ripped through the side
Pierced through the skin
Exposing me
Hiding within

And I am listening
To the pitter-patter symphony
Of twisting
Knotting
Nodding off
Into twisted fictions
Friction
Of twisted knots

So help me Maiden Marlboro
Save me Lady Nicotine
Before you're consumed
By my temporary satisfaction
And become nothing
But the ash hanging upon your precipice of life
With every burning second

But me
I'm not the type to let you sit there and hang
I'll flick you off
And flip you off
And watch you fall with a
BANG!
Goes my brain
Snap, crackle, POP goes the weasel
And round, round, round go the wheels in my mind
As I wrote, wrote, wrote you letters
You said marryme, marryme, marryme, marryme,
But that life was but a dream

Dear Planet Earth,
Today I begin a new life
It's the same cup of tea
With just a pinch of spice
And a little splash of crazy

Fueled by an endless series
Of connections
Coincidences
And personally prescribing medicine

Today
I am baptized by the rays of a new day
Projecting a mirage
A facade
Of a God
Of a Diety
Hiding inside of you and me
So I'll salute you
Then shoot you
Just so I can set it free

Because I am that which must always overcome itself

Forever
And ever
Forever
Endeavors
Wack Tastic Nov 2013
A body bulging and,
ripping seams,
a rash unconfinement,
suddenly set free,

A body metamorphisized,
with a soft croon,
the shell is abandoned,
the sacred formed soul is
awakened,

A body is a husk,
baking on the dirt road,
decaying in absolute silence,
the self trots along toward the
distance.

— The End —