ben myles

A ringing in my left ear
often renders my morning
walk through the meadows
disappointing
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left again to blend into gods creation,
he heads for the nearest levee, in hopes
of finding his original destination. things
have changed, as has he. he tells all
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the butcher at the corner
preaches his beliefs on
unsuspected rabbi's and
priests.
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as the sun we shared
sets upon the horizon
we look back and see
chaos and carnage
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Fire in a heroes hands
at the end of a cigarette
he turns ash to air
& air to truth
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He awoke
in much the same way
he drifted into sleep
incoherently.
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midnight peril;
in city slums.
a vast silk, moonlight;
leaves me numb.
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I had a dream last night that I saw
you at the shopping mall. I, as an
unemployed man, panhandling, and
playing guitar to make money for
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drift into a soft sleep of superficial society
where all is exactly as you are told. wake
up like never before and see things your
own way. see the environment as home
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As I enter the living room of
my georgian style home in the
suburbs, I realize that all
that stands between chaos and
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your presence shines like one million
stars of the night sky
tainted not by the glow of city streets
your words echo through my mind as
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Cars, buses spalsh puddles
to pavement far and wide
shopping carts tipped over
onto the lawn; beside
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Love and feelings vaguely resembled
may take you down many roads
pleasant, unpleasant, and in between
my time in love has shown me things
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