Michael Webb Poems

Alcoholism labeled me
Over my eyes so I can't see
Every drop like a nail
In my coffin of dead dreams
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Spinning vinyl on a starry night
Extending the depth of my ears
Jim Morrison shouts 'No one here gets out alive'
Before chugging down the rest of his beer
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Florescent flowing tide
Scattered sunlight
Inviting skies
The breeze cries
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My eyes locked on the mirror
Appearing black from eyelid to eyelid
Pulse pounding
A cold sweat sweeps over me
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I believe that being conceived is a con
A con against all living things
For life is full of deceit
The newborn longs to be free
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Ask yourself if you are sane
Are you normal, are you the depiction of average
For your perception and mine are not the same
So ware the very fiber of equality down to dust like a savage
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Through the galaxy
Across the stars
In this wide universe
The world is ours
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I took a walk down through the woods to the creek
Late one strangely warm night in November
Unsure just of what I had gone to seek
Nevertheless I will explain what I remember
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The clouds are so full today
Hovering in darkness consuming sunlight
But for some reason the clouds won't break
For some reason I can't decide
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Up and down
Are my emotions
Like the waves
In the ocean
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