Dust
Uninvited guests draw between
The cavernous fissures of the sheets Materializing without a due notice
Around paperback novels on the shelves
Cobwebs assemble on the drapes
Building audiences between the sills
As silent armies erupt out of focus
Like the remnants of a ghost town
Particles disperse through the air
As thousands of escaping dead tears
Looking to squat for another dry surface
To evade the blows of the vacuum
The mummified snow disappears
As a new aura rises with zeal
My bedroom forgets entropies profit
But I slowly rise into the dust
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Happy People
Don't you hate.
That awkward silence
As if there's an odor
And you're bad bacon
It's when people talk
And laugh with care
And you sit and watch
Glancing a dare
Then you speak
To break the ice
But their expressions
Makes you feel sliced
You try so hard
By telling jokes
But embarrased smirks
Just say you're broke
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An Amazing Life
If Death give me a choice
on the matter of my end
I would not vouches for hesitance
The matter for due process:
A heart attack is quick
but not good for remembrance
A noose is well wrought
Alas it could fall on a poor knot
Perhaps a cutting of a vein
Yet a mess it leaves poor relations
Downing's always easy
Though cold waters leave flu
A jump from a height
Will make one unattractive
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Wish
I wish I could fly so that I could hide
I wish I could laugh and not cry
I wish I believed to be the best lier to buy
Then I could be succesful at showing that I'm climbing by
I wish I could care without drawing pain
I wish I could sleep, so that I knew peace
I wish to be a man who could fight
Instead of being hurt for always trying to do right
I wish I could feel what is called love
I wish I could be quick on the resolve
I wish I could see the man from above
And understand the things that others can see
But I know its a wish that I'll never believe
For in the end isn't wishing just fantasy?
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The Princess in the Tower
You want me to say you're the most important thing
When both of us realize it's a meaningless subject
For if I were Icarus and flew on wings into your heart
It would result in your harangues that Im smothering your space
And I would be left contemplating while sailing head long to cliffs
While you pursue another suitor for the pain that is your tryst
Looking for knights whose armours grime with tarnished veneer
And asking him the question which you desperately want resolved
But you'll never find the satisfaction of the happiness of two
When what you really want is sadness to be the princess in the tower
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The World is Fair
Unemployed engineers have to eat on food stamps
Sidney Crosby has received eight figure pay cheques
The man who drives a Taxi is a licensed Doctor
Yet fame comes to a girl whose family owns the Hilton
Harvard doctors struggle to find a cure for Aids
While Apple pays Billions to procure commercial fees
There are people who live off of thrift shop clothes
But manicured mothers can afford there poodles stoves
And for every person who condemns a women's clinic
There are twenty children starving for nutritional attention
The world is always fair, the world is always fair
Especially to those who never live their
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Tuesday Fell
Tuesday fell into the ocean
Exhaust pronounced with blackened fumes
Her scissors arms cut through the quarts
That vitrified the verdigris blooms
And while she swam the taxi watched
Falstaffian laugh from the pagoda view
It made her feel like Sundays ruin
Distilled in the platitudinous pews
Overwrought in prosaic charms
Her Romanesque features sad dilute
Coughed between the liquid mounds
Aqua, Cerulean and baby blue
Free sanctuary from the staplers
Scheduled manners in eunuch Suits
Slaves all free in the pawn machines
Weekday mornings to the AM dirge
Now she becomes her own collage
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Archaea
Our first grandparents still remain
Microorganisms in hot springs
Volcanic welfare Extremophiles
Housed in thermophalic Bog vistas
They've survived the rise of Eukaryotes
When all relation ties were horizontal
Watching the world grow more complex
From trilobites to Pyrenean ibexes
In five extinctions they have remained
Cream of the crop in scented methane
Reproducing nitrogen excrement
Filtered to rise of carbon descendents
Small in stature, grand in wisdom
With 3.8 billion years of lessons
If they could speak they'd laugh and say
"It's not the size where the fittest count"
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Commitment
Never is there love,
Unless there is an inner faith
For faith admits our pain
Lessons learned will be our gain
A Reasoned hearts a paradox
Until it reaches anothers equinox
Two equal spheres will influence
A ravishing melody of subsistence
If we feel anguish through our walls
Perhaps it will solidate the long hauls
From this wisdom, that is grace
we know that hope must be embraced
Fore never can the day
Exist without the night
We must hold before the storm,
or become shipwrecked on the mourn
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Say Hello to Ava Braun
Middle age and broken
Your wardrobe is a person
A sweatshirt chain librarian
Fanatic for Maid Marian
Impassive is your stature
Marble feminine adaptor
Rotund in inertia humor
Suppressed inside your collar
Quick with urban wit
Submersed in scholastic dip
You can climb the seal of Wilde
Too slide down with old Virginia
You're a bob cut catherinette
But your love is child's play
A cynic clothes the surface
Beneath ostracized idealism
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