JAY WALK

Two roads diverge in a wood,
none leading to my address.
If I could choose I really would,
but I'm only a work in progress.
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One must imagine Sisyphus happy
because there is no rush
to act so tragic. Not everything
you've let go of is
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Remind me to listen,
in groves of mangoes raw,
to not mistake leaves that glisten
as fiendish swords drawn.
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As your skull cracked away,
with neither yellow blooms falling
nor children cackling afar, I
wondered if it could be different;
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Writers live on Neptune
wishing for our children
to fall in love because
we couldn't,
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There was a moongate to my heart
with gardens sunlight-drenched
and flowers spaced miles apart
of glass paperweights and hopes entrenched.
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My bones creak again,
I've been living too many lives that
ask for sentinence and yet
long to be a tree and rock you to sleep
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Wake me up
when summer ends and let
the stars leave
nothing unsaid.
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You must drench
the cloth
in water, mother, and
squeeze it, so
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When my heart fails to abstain
my vow to mum another sound,
my eyes, like Indian rain,
softly blur worlds around.
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There he is,
lingering in the illusions
of an alcoholic,
patterned
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A while after I'd buried myself
into an early grave,
I noticed 8 bones fall apart
as they reached for sunlight to save.
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DEPECHE

Fear not, dear friend;
This whim of yours and mine:
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A fulminant wake drenched by warm breaths against the cheek
Of skins pressed together, tense, but calm holding
Yellow dreams, that make tomorrow seem bleak.
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The eclipse passed
when I
was sleeping so
I couldn't see.
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The Cross has burnt down
before oceans that drank Atlantis,
so people would stop looking for,
Lilin.
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Upon these hills, my dearest,
never have I retorted;
Blue silvers used for sanctuary
as French flames burn in shame.
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Feel the wind
on your face,
my love,
and know that
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I want to give to you whom I love,
the world I saw when I was a child;
Fragrant with careless innocence and laughter,
Overflowing with the love of a mother,
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Our Father who art
in heaven,
be my judge and act as leaven.
For all I know is that Cheshire cat grin,
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