David Lacey Poems

Early morning strike a pose
Come tell me of the year,
The year unto unfolding,
This new grasp of numbers
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Each journey undertaken
Each shaken from our roots
Each boot all clean the dirt to wipe
Slides across another windows pain
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Strange time it is to sit and think,
All time we are forgetting, (drink)
As silver sliver comes the river
Down the mountains side.
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The power of this illusion
Is the rule to think our thoughts,
To keep us in our binding.
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Unwrap the skin your living in
Examine the muscles and ligaments that turn in clockwork motions Within you
See the chaos breeding there
Inside the dream of playing chess
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I love my Corporate Death Juice
I drink it every day
It tastes as sweet as honey
My teeth are in decay
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Who can we trust
now we have erected
false hope prophets
onto the stage of our control?
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I AM Lord of all and one
Lady in the shadows being,
The fabric to kiss is sweet.
The skin to kiss is sweat,
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Each love spent well is costing more than ever,
The interest is up but the real coin of heart is hidden.
Seven faces and a side to stand upon
Three heads, three tails and the sign to hold them
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Too scared even then to shake the eyes back open
Clenching the lids are shut and tightening
The sun has returned, still shining through the biting winds
For the coast is close and sand in air is carrying the death
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