3/25/04
so I'll write down all the bs that keeps trolling 'round my head.
I'll think of songs and words to fill these lines.
I'll look for all the answers in deviant little thoughts.
I'll try to bring up reasons in these rhymes.
"it must be awful to try to fly with paper wings in the rain."
And away I go. Whatever comes to mind. I don't have to be a part of it. My fingers know the keys.
My mind dribbles on wihtout me.
I keep thinking it will all come to me some day.
I keep thinking the creative juices havn't gone away.
I write while you're away. I need moments of "space".
I want to stop starting sentences with "I".
Let's try AND
And tomorrow offers no relief.
No belief.
No release
from these dreams.
I live inside a fantasy
of you
of me
so far from real.
I live with hope neverending.
While reality simply remains empty.
Where are all the tomorrows I dreamed about today?
Shouldnt' they be here by now?
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Magnetic poems at my friend's office 3/27
We soar together
friends in life
the woman of purple
and I
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Love is the only the
frantic cry from madmen
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she screams sweet bitter aching love
delicate storms of delirious want
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Sleeping by the lazy summer lake
drunk on days and time with you
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A symphony of a thousand diamonds
plays when he is near
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Please tell me who
will shake me from
my iron dress of sadness
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These moments rusts
like repulsive lust
I mean to see
no chains on my feet
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