Twist the weather
In your clouded mind
The shutters hanging
Light as a feather
Between toadstools
On the forest floor
You store your health
Under a thousand rainbows
Only to get there and find them gone.
Another gander at
A heart attack
When you're just not in it
We will grant you the nod
On your grand piano throne
Plucking out the tune
Of your slow demise
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
On being inside time
I lose myself inside today Rattling against walls Smooth unmarked unyeilding With the futility of An unwatched clock Today is much too vas...
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It must have been love That sort of thing Can't be mistaken For a lesser set of feelings It has a special hat And makes you welcome at p...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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I’m tired I’m tired of my heart giving out Whenever it gives in That things being the same Never makes a difference Of looking forwards to s...
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