Moist, bright, and green, the landscape laughs around.
Full swell the woods; their every music wakes,
Mix'd in wild concert, with the warbling brooks
Increased, the distant bleatings of the hills,
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How long will it take for you to see
Life is just an illusion, it's gonna pass eventually
The flesh is just a lie
Eventually you're gonna die
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The Union
I was lying on my back look up at the ceiling
Trying to come up with a wheel or dealing
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shattered glass out on the kitchen floor
picking up the pieces of my past
move away from the silence to a lingering laugh
each of us where's a mask in a disguise in life
...
trapped within the very impulse of our loved beneath the perplexing ambush
we close the door of brevity with a slight adjustment of the hand when will we understand
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The Hollow Leaves
Spread out upon the ground
Out of mere sadness there's a tug at the heart
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you can't make your heart beat something it won't
it's either heaven or hell now I got a good story to tell
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alone
in the silence of my thoughts
pitter patter of soft sandal feet
a candle lit in the corner of my room
...
For decades I held back this piece until today
I Think Therefore I Write Poetry
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The Beast Unseen
Lying in wait, patiently silently following every move,
Unseen by most, till a moment before a strike, then silence you lose,
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Two Feet
She can remember, the days they walked down the beach
Two boys, one girl, six little feet
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it had started to rain on the night that she first decided
to make her way onto a graveyard scene for it was none other but Halloween
a black cat pranced passed her view she didn't know what to do
so like a fool she took a risk going into a nearby crypt
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Lenny Bruce Was Not Afraid
You believed in free verbal expression.
However, the law harassed you with repression.
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Dream World Pt. I
last night I had a reacurring dream
of a man injecting a needle in his arm while holding a baby
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chosen are we pierced with tears
always thinking no one cares
we got loose change a chance to rearrange
people can be strange
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Studio Gangster
you think your a one of a kind but your naked and blind
you exposed your groin to the nation's populace
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The Vanishing
Moist, bright, and green, the landscape laughs around.
Full swell the woods; their every music wakes,
Mix'd in wild concert, with the warbling brooks
Increased, the distant bleatings of the hills,
And hollow lows responsive from the vales,
Whence, blending all, the sweeten'd zephyr springs.
Meantime, refracted from yon eastern cloud,
Bestriding earth, the grand ethereal bow
Shoots up immense; and every hue unfolds,
In fair proportion running from the red
To where the violet fades into the sky.
Here, awful Newton, the dissolving clouds
Form, fronting on the sun, thy showery prism;
And to the sage-instructed eye unfold
The various twine of light, by thee disclosed
From the white mingling maze. Not so the boy;
He wondering views the bright enchantment bend,
Delightful, o'er the radiant fields, and runs
To catch the falling glory; but amazed
Beholds th' amusive arch before him fly,
Then vanish quite away.