Happiness
The smile that tugs
At the tired corners
Of your night time face
The warmth inside your ribs
Like a hot water bottle
Next to your heart.
The silent music that sends
Your limbs to trembling dance
And sitting still is holding
An arm full of ginnie pigs.
Sadness
The gravity that tugs
A rinsing waterfall
From hiding eyes.
The chill inside your soul
That wraps your limbs like a cradle
Around your aching heart.
The silent voice that echoes
Down dimly lit corridors
The tear that lets the pain
Wash slowly away.
Counselling is a Lie
Counselling is a lie You cannot hold space. Space is breathed Moved in Inhabited Moved within Space is sized Larger, smaller Sometimes too ...
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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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Final Thoughts From an AGM You want to mess with me? I can take you down a notch Spill the beans I’ll spill your blood Tooth for tooth, splo...
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Standing on a Hillside Sometimes you look back on where you have been Past the cloud-fluffy daffodils bobbing and green Through the deep dar...
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