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 Aug 2011 Zachary Devitt
Camille
I will walk
And you will follow
Don’t be held back
By your sorrow
Breathe in the future
And breathe out the past
We’ll soon pick up the pace
And then we’ll run fast
Take a puff
Sweet green
Pass it down

Hold it in
Let it out
Holy cloud!

Close your eyes,
Free your mind,
Wanna fly?

Take your time,
Let it burn;
I don't mind.

Play a song,
Find meaning,
Hit the ****!

We're not lazy,
We're just ******, dude...
******' crazy.

Am I smiling?
Am I crying?
******' flying!

Something's missing...
Is it salty?
Stomach's grumbly.

Time to cook!
Let's try and do this...
****, don't look!

***'s on fire,
Water's burning...
Let's make ramen!
I've found that I've become more believeable when lying than when telling the truth.
I hope you trust me.
Because I'm sure it'd be much easier to if i was lying.
Touch me,
it doesn't matter where
and it doesnt matter how
I need to know I'm still alive
so someone touch me now
Shake my hand and say hello
or pat me on the back
kiss me on the cheek
that I may feel this sense I lack
slap my face and pull my hair
make me bleed I just don't care
dig your nails into my skin
so I can feed this need within
I've been numb for such a time
that even pain would be sublime
so touch me, touch me now
I don't care where, I don't care how
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 Jun 2011 Zachary Devitt
Pen Lux
I will be recording human interaction
with an open mind and a type writer.
First,
         I'll write it down in pen
         like we used to when we were kids
and didn't have our own computer (yet),
         or using your mothers to play video games
when you were supposed to be doing your homework.
         somehow achieving straight A's just in time for
                                                                                        christmas:
                                                                                         I watched you
shoot yourself in the foot
with talking to me                                                         (under black lights)
with the same: some-don't-understand-me look on your face,
with eyes that scream  
(just like all the others)     "Pity me."                              
                                           "Forget about me."
                                                   "Just hold me one more time
so I can remember what true love feels like."

on another note: is it wrong that I daydream about us robbing banks together?
critique is always appreciated.
YOU
Ignore the weeping wounded
As they wallow in the mire

YOU
Fear contamination
Of your heart's desire

Kudos
Respect
Acceptance

YOUR
Palatable poison of the day

Knock
Knock
Knock

"Have you seen my courage?"
"Is it coming out to play?"


"Not today *Poet

For your words are all but dead
Maybe ...
Next time
Stick to your principles
Instead of rolling over .... playing dead!"

"You have a voice
Use it
Stand tall
Walk tall
Walk proud
Believe what
YOU
Believe in

Not the needs of this faux crowd!

"I thought you were a Warrior
A God amongst mere men
But ...
When the push
Came to
The shove

YOU

YOU

Divorced yourself from Zen

"So here is my dilemma
The knot tight inside my soul
Was this just a one off?
Or will
YOU
Always roll

Always roll on with the 'in crowd'
Irrespective of the
THOUGHT
Or will

YOU

Stand by .... what you believe in?
Stand by .... what you've been taught?"


"Fakes & Phonies
Two a penny
Cut no ice with me
But ...
For the record
I will state
My name is
MARIE-LOUISE
Bathsheba was just a bit of fun
It held me in good stead
But now ...
I feel the time is right
To lie her down to bed"

"And as I lay her down to sleep
Silently close the door
I know she was a lot of things

But never a poet *****!

She always held her principles
In highest of esteem
She was an individual
But still part of the team
Can you my friend
Say the same
With your hand held on your heart
Or will

YOU

Stick your head in the sand
then try to pass it of
as

*ABSTRACT ART!
Dedicated to the countless fakes and phonies on Hello Poetry

You make me ***** with your pathetic and puerile *******
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