David Pettus

Starlight

A falling star
To live in earthly life
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I see the nature of today
As it flows now in ever way
The trees to grow
The flowers bloom
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Somewhere lost in between,
Are Foggy thoughts to not what they have seen.

Somewhere lost in between,
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Aye laugh o'lot
To lot o' the laughing loot!
Looting lingering laughs underneath me squeaky smellin laughin' boot?
I boot to hoot the laugh o' lot
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There is a big scary three legged monster
It is so hairy scaly disfigured and tall
It creeps in the night with yellow eyes
It crawls in the floors and all over the walls
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Let us suppose
You are in emptiness in which you cannot sense or touch
Yet you oppose
You are no action or direction
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One who thought to think
was to only bring ideas into blink
Thinking of the thought not long ago
Now is the same thought letting go
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I said it once
I've counted it twice
Three times I almost said it fives
Four times no more than twice the once
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Not a soul hopes to be here
As the flesh tears from flying tornados of metal
The faces confused and enraged
Some clueless,
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Sitting inside a rain drop
Are the tides guided by moonlight
They fall all the time
From the clouds up above high
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Every day I like to play a game
This game involves a mind and a brain
I tell myself a riddle from yesterday
To wake up and forget it today
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Yellow is the color blue
Green is the color red
If orange is black
I must have drank some tie dyed water last night
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For what do we owe
Thy pleasure you have stole
For what do we see
Only the reflections to set free
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Sitting in the darkest corner of my room
A thought would slowly fade to glow in pulse of dying bloom
As in here of then of where was as a lingering caught between a stare
Hinders the ever soft suspicion, To caress the bare aware.
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I went to walk through talking trees
Finding some lovely Lala Bees
They float and sing they spread their wings
Fluttering through small trees and twigs
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I sleep in the bending arms of willow tree branches
In the dark peaceful ever still silver night
Where we are in gallows hanging by chances
The hidden ghost fog from human sight
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To start it of
I'll throw in some old sticks from cut down trees
Half scattered leaves with crawling fleas
A fleece from shaky shaken sheep's disease
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Walk Walk Walk
Busy Busy Busy

Run Run Run
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Smile at me
And I bet I can make you laugh
Walk with me
And we could make an eternal path
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