Spencer Zimmerman Poems

Behold the beauty.
Problems have their purpose.
We've divided ourselves,
We've battled with disease,
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Now, oh beautiful universe, I submit to you
And apologize for not doing so sooner
I feel an amazing comfort in the notion
That we will always be together weaved
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I used to feel something in my chest
Now it feels empty; nothing is left
All of life connected; All a big test
As if a trial to see who can live the longest
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Blank pages with no writing
Blank faces with no lighting
Your time is now and you sit aloud amongst the chairs of chance
When every choice you make in your life is left in god’s hands
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A psychic told me I am psychic
And oh, how I had liked it
Bring me up Scotty, but don’t put me down!
For I fear discomfort whenever it is around
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Direct reflection of expectations
Lost in the static of creating havens
Like knowing the self through others
Would lead me further from blunders
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Spiritually in-tune
With life as the fitting room
Making sure this instance is met
With the dearest of my sentiments
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Experience accompanies my side
As we trot through stages of life
And when fearful failures press
I draw from within a deep breath
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Reap what’s wrought; it’s all we’ve got
Taxed again when the rake sweeps the lot
A good parasite isn’t revealed to its host
It would never dare to declare or boast
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To triumph veritably without diminishing clarity
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