Left Behind Tears

Decomposition of life breaks down

At an elemental level.

Matter Decays changing form.

Slips through the cracks. Becomes invisible.

To reality show watchers and co workers.

If you persist to pursue

What is not yours. The nightmare of loss will come true.

Ripping through.

Life as you know it will not sustain or persevere.

Loyalty cracks as infidelity becomes clear.

Left behind tears.

Sacrifice all you have to taste the gifts of spring

Entitlement and pursuit,

Covet thy neighbor’s wife, Forbidden fruit

Look but don’t touch

Cold showers do the trick. People say it staves off temptation.

If you persist to pursue

What is not yours the nightmare of loss will come true.

Ripping through.

Life as you know it will not sustain or persevere.

Loyalty cracks as infidelity becomes clear.

Left behind tears.

You must realize

That these thoughts

That seem innocent and harmless

Can grow out of control

If left unguarded until faithfulness crumbles.

Every world will explode

Actions beyond consequence.

A voice floats above the white noise

In the cubical maze

Bouncing off bodies occupying space.

Viable planets that cant support life,

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Someone Else’s Art

Find self esteem without a mirror.

Take a crack at pride.

Target the tyrant’s secrets.

Seek out integrity where it hides

Walk a while, run a mile, rest a minute

There is more to shapes and form than function with in it.

Life is a contest or lately a protest.

Either way I detest the expression “do your best.”

Only to be Critiqued and cataloged

By those who have never

Had a hand

In creation

Only a finger

In the paint of someone else’s art.

Expose the weakness below the layers of plastic skin.

Filter out the smoke that holds onto your breath.

Let the shortness choke you as survival builds

Strength to strike a blow.  Begin to grasp what you can't let go.

Life is a contest or lately a protest.

Either way I detest the expression “do your best.”

Only to be Critiqued and cataloged

By those who have never

Had a hand

In creation

Only a finger

In the paint of someone else’s art.

Produce something of merit

A structure to weather the storm.

Time travel, collect on debt

Posthumous fame is all you can ask for

Destination over Destined to Fail

Winning second place in the contest of Recognized Greatness

Mediocrity and E.D. There is no trophy for either. Only a little pill.

Streamers falling, midnight calling. Champagne glasses fill the masses with

Hope of what may come.

Death and rebirth.

Circles spinning out of control.

How do you cope with going unnoticed?

Invited to a costume party, putting great thought into what to wear.

Showing up naked to level the playing field.

Jumping obstacle intercourse, rehearsed and versed in perversity.

Streamers falling, midnight calling. Champagne glasses fill the masses with

Hope of what may come.

Death and rebirth.

Circles spinning out of control.

Be content by the wish of a happy new year.

Seeing the ball drop.  Singing Auld Lang syne.

A departure in scenery carries no guarantees.

Embark on a trail.

See your destination over destined to fail.

Keep your eyes on Neptune.  Focus on the sky

Ponder creation through a Christmas card.

Let’s celebrate, the almighty’s birthday.

We’re on a first name basis.

Streamers falling, midnight calling. Champagne glasses fill the masses with

Hope of what may come.

Death and rebirth.

Circles spinning out of control.

Strength and Limitations

Contact is made by near misses and high sides.

Souls splitting from impact.

Brushed up against,  forgot to rewind.

Bring a glow to the surface.

Cut it up so there is enough for both of us.

 doubting my strength but know its limitations.

Sink a well in the soft skin of innocence.

Let its life spring yours into the collisions of experience.

Life is a game of charades.

Not in the who but how long

Don’t be led astray.  Be alarmed

By those who are lost and unafraid.

Bring a glow to the surface.

Cut it up so there is enough for both of us.

doubting my strength but know its limitations.

Sink a well in the soft skin of innocence.

Let its life spring yours into the collisions of experience

Find your way to the answers,

Avoid collisions with

Immovable objects or brains

That carry no weight.

Bring a glow to the surface.

Cut it up so there is enough for both of us.

 doubting my strength but know its limitations.

Sink a well in the soft skin of innocence.

Let its life spring yours into the collisions of experience

Cut your teeth on the skins of giants.

Reach out to the Poets of Renaissance.

Draw the short ending from the long hand.

Pound out rhythms in Iambic pentameter.

Callus’s form on fingers, wringing out cloth free of blood and imagination.

Memories painted with sweat and wine

To be burned into time.

Draw the short ending from the long hand.

Pound out rhythms in Iambic pentameter.

Callus’s form on fingers, wringing out cloth free of blood and imagination.

Phrasing easy to taste but difficult to swallow.

Get your arms around the breadth in overture.

Draw the short ending from the long hand.

Pound out rhythms in Iambic pentameter.

Callus’s form on fingers, wringing out cloth free of blood and imagination

A Smile and a Far Away Place

Scratch the surface.  Speak of whats eating you.

Let the hidden show it’s not easy to get along with and tough enough to get to know.

Clean the slate of all of this hate.

Pray it is not too late.

Strip it down to basic needs and bare truth.

It hurts now that it is gone.

I must have chosen wrong

I walked in on something.

I found out too late.

Overwhelmed and drowning.

Little left to resuscitate

Not beyond saving.

I turned a handle to an empty space

I can’t afford to face.

Exposed my eyes to a mask with 2 sides, a smile and a far away place.

Has there always been these things that I tried to ignore?

Those little differences you swore

Wouldn’t have the strength to drive us apart.  Here they are again. Uninvited more and more leaving me as I was before.

It hurts now that it is gone.

I must have chosen wrong

I walked in on something.

I found out too late.

Overwhelmed and drowning.

Little left to resuscitate

Not beyond saving.

I turned a handle to an empty space

I can’t afford to face.

Exposed my eyes to a mask with 2 sides, a smile and a far away place

You said my words depress you

But it was fine because I have depth and a soul

Suddenly that doesn't impress you.

You said my being down could never make you join me

I guess you lied again or was it the third time.

The Possession

Violent streaks cause symptoms hard to miss.

Candy striping caricatures armed with only words of emptiness.

I carry nothing beauty would want to hold

I want to make choices rather than be told.

I dream of breaking the glass on a voice bottled up aching to sing.

I obsess about being possessed by someone or something.

Neglect button down gentle creatures hide in their open pride

Waiting for a glimpse of light to be released spilling envy from dark sides.

I carry nothing beauty would want to hold

I want to make choices rather than be told.

I dream of breaking the glass on a voice bottled up aching to sing.

I obsess about being possessed by someone or something.

Cut your 4 karat ring across the glass ceiling.  Amputate excessive force undressing eyes, one track minds.  Sculpting life, peeling scabs

Enterprising lads.

Personal relationships, cotton looms, faint smells of perfume.

Remember creationists don’t understand or see it that way.

When the bell rings maybe you should go.

The rain gets me every time.

My umbrella policy foreclosed.

Fear of water evolved in crime.

Choose to be like this. Coexist. Weakness.

I carry nothing beauty would want to hold

I want to make choices rather than be told.

I dream of breaking the glass on a voice bottled up aching to sing.

I obsess about being possessed by someone or something.

Ballad of a Wanna be Cyber Geek.

Hacks in a squad car never sounded funny to me.

Pocket protector  turn around put down the pen and protest your shirt.

Cyber space out, gain your memory.

Ballad of a wanna be cyber geek. File search, hide and seek

I didn't mean to hurt you with a simple hard drive into reality

.

Take me to a place when it wasn't cool to be with technology.

Evolve into the folly of time. Repeating, repeating history

Back up or risk loss to a shut down.

Pray to the silicon gods from the valley of windows

Latency meltdown.

Ballad of a wanna be cyber geek.  File search, hide and seek

I didn't mean to hurt you with a simple hard drive into reality

Take me to a place when it wasn't cool to be with technology.

Evolve into the folly of time.  Repeating, repeating history

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