...bring me a dreamYou visit my dreams more than me....bring me a dream
What happened to us?
Am I no longer enough?
Our friendships fading away like the color of leaves,
and no one will notice untill it's dead:
brown, crispy, depleted, galling.
All past memories are drowning in my tears
like a gitty little flee in toilet bowl cleaner
and not a finger in sight to help:
engulfed, dying, confused, failing.
So it seems this is the end,
so long old friend.
See you in my dreams.
When fake comes to shoveDay by day my friends begin to fade awayWhen fake comes to shove
Nerve by nerve I've gained more than I deserve
I'm beginning to lose it all
Hope
Faith
Sight
Completely cluelessCompletely boggeled by stress,Completely clueless
I wonder if it will all ever be manageable.
Coming to the end of parental rule,
I wonder if they were right all along.
Now's the time to choose my fate:
music, writing, higher powers, intelligence, questions
Never knowing how it will end:
inspiration, happiness, wisened , nourished, fulfillment
All more than I could ever fathom,
it's all just a question of what truely matters.
So now at the door
I can choose li
The PoemsThe poems do notThe Poems
Want to be written Because the poems
Want to Write themselves.
Anecdotes about assholes
Robbing gas stations
While disguised as
Trees clad in
Flannel.
These things come naturally
To the poems.
They cannot be extracted
Like vanilla,
Or some other cooking product.
Fetus and phoenix
Look the same
When mouthed.
If the world
Were mute,
We’d have all sorts of pregnant ladies
Talking about birds
And old ladies sporting binoculars
Getting in heated debates wit
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Forgive me, forgive me not...
Thank you very much for the
Much appreciated!
Keep in Touch, yeh?
Much luv to you,
~=JK=~
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You were in my dreams... Half Human, Half Machine...
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