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Little
fizzled
riddle
fiddled into existence
at midnight
my lips flyin
spittin words
underneath the street lights
so that maybe you could see why
the dark makes the candle brighter

now

don't let this message slip by
without it first passing through your eyes
as I flip my
pen
which feels like crying
so I caress it across this page
to let the tears fall down
to build up this mountain top
that seemed so far away
yet now is just another fading backdrop
in this photo shoot we never scheduled
just another accident mending this present
into a memory that transcends today's
end

always in need of new

I am imprisoned by these words
I am locked behind this language
these bars are my rhythm
tap tap and the itch is back
to switch up and stack
this diction
which has no cap
just wishes to grant
but no one's listenin to that
so my inhibitions I stab
with a pitchfork and a flag
to let the whole world know
I have risen from the trash
I've been lifted into action
now just sit there and grab
all these gifts He has wrapped
for all the stitches and scabs
you had to endure just to have
a simple smile to crack
and now I am back from this rant
if only I could let you feel this instead of trying to change this feeling into a sentence you understand just so that you can read this and try to feel the statement's meaning

Narrative starin blankets

"What was that?"

"I didn't say anything"

"Well what did I hear then?"

"I don't know, maybe you should answer that yourself"

"If I knew the answer, then why would I ask you?"

"Why do you expect me to know how to fix your personal problems?

"Are you telling me that you didn't make that noise?

"I'm telling you to stop asking me all of these batty questions"

"Did you hear it?"

"Hear what?"

"The noise that caused my first statement"

"So the noise that started all of your noises?

"I guess, what was that noise though?"

"Curse that noise for creating this interrogation,"

"So you heard the noise too?"

"I've heard a lot of noises, there was silence and now there is nothing but noise"

"How long has there been noise? I can hardly remember what silence feels like, the first thing I recall is that dreadful noise"

"It's been too long, and do you recall all of these other dreadful noises you have added?

"Hmm, was the noise in my head?"

"Wherever that is, how do you know that I'm not in my head?"

"No, it's my head, not yours, did you make the noise?"

"Maybe we are in someone else's mind and they made the noise"

"No, it's my head!"

"You know that for sure?"

"Yes I am in control of these words I am saying"

"Well how can you know that someone isn't behind the scenes putting these noises in our mouths?"

"I am not scripted, I am my own author!"

"I bet bambi felt the same way"

"I am not a baby deer, first of all, and second I am the one thinking, not you, and not anyone else,"

"Why did you say that?"

"... I was responding to what you said"

"So, you aren't in control of what you say, if I can change what you say, how can you be so sure someone else isn't?"

"Shut up! I can end this!"

"Then do it"

"I will, if you don't shut up"

"Why haven't you ended it yet?"

"I don't feel like it"

"It's okay, one day you will come to terms with it,"

"With what?"

"If you have to ask, I shouldn't discuss it further"

"Tell me!"

"You must find out on your own"

"Okay I'll find out on my own by asking you what it is"

"Your wit won't get you out of this one, goodnight"

"What, but it's afternoon"

"Oh, well, sorry I am not in control of the dude writing this, anywho I'm gonna go now"

"Huh? who is writing this?"  

ember

Real
is it what you feel
or what you feel with
is it the fruit or the peel
is it what you deal with
or the meal
is it on a wheel
turning upside down
is it on the ground or the ceiling
or is it in these words I am wielding
to spar with your thoughts unyielding
is it the shield for my dreams
or a poison that slowly seeps
is it that which can heal me
or just a dagger in my heel
could you confine the truth and seal it
send it in a letter
cuz I want to be better
I want to know you
I need to show you
that there is no you
it's us
and not just us
but all of them too
we are all here together
no matter the weather
so bring along a sweatshirt

it could rain
it could shine
it could be late
but we'll be fine
just try to shake
the dusk from your mind
and never fear
that which you cannot hear
breathing down your back
sending chills up your spine
like a battle cry
exciting the nerves that receive
this need to believe
in a something after we recede
low tide high tide
I'm ridin this rogue wave
all the way to the sunset
and I'm not done yet
unless the rise
is where I'm meant
to meet my demise
this end I don't despise
mostly cuz the end won't stop
for my pissy little sighs
of despair
this isn't fair, it's life
so you can care or you can spite
either way you will have to fight
but this world is prepared
instead you slept in late
so all we can do is try
and I feel it's easier with a smile
anger can bring some unnecessary trials
think about it for a while

this place
is chaos
and we
are catalysts
do you need me to break it down
or can we start to build up
from this rock to the top
and if I flop
at least I shot
at least I fought
at most I sought a way to untangle
these knots my thoughts are caught in
left out to rot
right in this plot
climax and resolution
tried that, but y'all are used to it
so my plan is quite unusual
by land I'm going to
unleash impending doom

so light your candle
and warn them
but keep a handful
of that warmth
to keep a handle
on this storm
it won't be in a familiar form
best hope you're ready for what's in store
I warn ya, I'm far from normal
not since I was born
even before my story started
I was as crazy as a crow
trying to hide on some snow
as weak as a withering coat
as weird as a snail is slow
lame as a boat that doesn't float
as hopeless as a knock-knock joke
as meager as a dead frog's croak
I live like I got a knife on my throat
this reality is only one moment from being over
so I take this world's bullshit, bottle it and throw it in the ocean
let it roam to another coast
I'm not ending this life on an unhappy note
and I won't want to regret the times I should have spoke
from this gamble I don't know if I'll make it home
so I'm going for broke
leaving it all at this table
and if I'm unable to make it
promise me you'll write a fable
of all the times we made this our world
when we used to reach out and take it
those memories they are my favorite
life is short so I'm gonna savor
this little flavor that turns to vapor once its paid for
sometimes I still wish I could have stayed yours
but all I can change is my attitude
I'll take this bad mood
strap up and shoot it
may seem rude but
a lot of things get misconstrued
because people like to talk before they let their thoughts brew
there is one truth but a lot of different views
we may get a little confused cuz
other perspectives seem askew
but 7 billion hues all have their own issue of today's news
and I think it's overdue that somebody found a glue that could take these many hostilities and make them a few

words back

Saying I'm what understand will you days these of one.
Rearranged get words these til it read to able be won't you.
Brain your up open you until breath my hold won't I so.
Veins my in oxygen no have I'll around come you time the by cuz.
Fade will I black into back slowly then.
Strange too bit little a seems all this if apologize I.
Way same the writing of tired just was I.
Deranged slightly am I think you if okay it's.
Exchange not can I brain this but, am probably I.
Content psycho this keep and along play well as may I so.
Meant he what know really never I though even.
Bent so, words those with on and on goes he when.
Lent for writing up give could I, bad so this need I.
End the to me drive would days 40 those but.
Mend can mind my that so out let get to need words these.
Dent a put even don't poems little these and.
Head my in on goin' that's babble crazy the in.
Read just you what sure completely aren't you if surprised act don't so.
Prevent to trying me than more much not is it time the half cuz.
Meds the off numb room padded a in me leave would that mindsplosion a.

beginning this end

I dance but you
don't see
I dance but you
don't feel
I dance but you
don't so
I leave and you
stay
I leave and take
the wind
I leave it up
to you
to be the girl
you are
to be the girl
I need
to be the one
I see
dancing in the
leaves
letting the wind wisk
you free
up into the sky we breathe

light shining through these old breaths
no one wants to hold them
so they dance
but we don't see
they dance
and we can feel
the tension in the air
between our eyes
so I leave
and you see
this gravitational force
breaking
in front of us
its because of us
that I will never
love enough
now that my heart is exposed
out here on my shoulder
it's beginning to rust over
nothing left
nothing right
everything's wrong
but the sunshine
wave after wave
enslaved to bring me light
crashing into the pavement
engraving into my eyes
bathing my brain with colors
marinading my mind like no other
star I see in the sky
flickering like the universe didn't pay its bills
bickering because the universe didn't pay the bills
snickering at me sitting here lost in the night
listening as the stars are whispering their dying breath

freestyle of sorts

something new
just for who?
not you
rather my old pal Lou

don't bury the hatchet
just let me have it
so I can type this from scratch
and attack
hacking at the English language

there is no ink path
for me to follow
just this hollow page
and this is all the rage
letting these words trickle down
into the round holes beneath your crown
where light goes in and your soul pours out
so I leave some empty spaces
room for your soul
in between these battle scars
embedded from the start
these marks each take a piece
and I had no reason
to disrupt your peace
I just really need this
and my mind conceded
to this addiction
as reliable as the seasons
everyday spent under this curse
but enough about my journey to the hearse
I'll leave you with these words
screaming and biting your eyes
prying deep inside your mind
finding the shine and unwinding
its binds that were leaving you blind
but don't give me credit, I chalk it up to the divine

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moments
inside
these letters
colliding
with your windows
leaving streaks
that you dissect and discern
until the moment
loses itself
inside
all these questions
what was the reason
what is he on
when will he see that
there is no cheese in
these poems
but it's easy
to say some words
I'm just tryin to read this
after my pen decides it's satisfied
and this paper is beaten by the tide
of this ink rising high
and this thought spiking your mind
fighting the times
with some silent wind chimes
warning us all of the coming trials
blind ears and deaf eyes
one day you will know perfect
but for now we just got to try
and slow down this wreck
there was no path that was correct
so just move on with this present
cuz a car still drives with a couple dents
and you can buy a hamburger with a hundred cents
I don't need your dollar, but if you gave me a wrench
I'd spend a couple weekends tryin to prevent
these screws from goin loose
but too late, I've lost my noodles
so i'll just drink some juice and say toodles

let her

this life
will never be fair
so I lay my head down to pray

the truth they can fabricate
but the love is harder to fake
for now I've got to finish what's been put on my plate
maybe inflate my confidence, I'm swingin for the fences
but it feels like I'm stealin home base
such a hopeless race
but no fear can be found upon my face
with the Lord on my side my worries may as well evaporate
with him on my shoulder all my problems have been erased
He is not something you can calculate
just got to have a little faith
then with some love we could create some peace
but now it's obvious I'm just tryin to fill up this space
with some sweet syllables that soak your senses
to keep your attention away from that hopeless race
and the end with no consolation
win or lose you are in the same place
so are you here for the catch or for the chase?

the longer I'm here the harder it is to keep this light straight
doin all I can to keep this shit from gettin tangled
too much bullshit and you'll find yourself strangled
but this life it needs to be wrangled
and you could be the one to change it all
if your last breath left would you feel it was wasted?
the end is always near, I can usually taste it
but a new beginning will soon replace this
find a way to face it
and soon in the Lord's presence you will be bastin'

dren modnar rehtona tsuj

the whip and crackle of the page as it is snapped down into submission, a fresh tame plane to defile with this ink I spread through your mind

but this is digital on my screen

so fuck you asshole

I know right

well these words were written on a piece of paper

doesn't translate dooosh

fine I'll write about this blinking bar that poops out my words so that you can absorb the horrid smell of all these piles of scat scattered about this screen

talk about something interesting

the clouds give my eyes some cushion, something pleasant and still to catch my gaze, a little rest from all these lights flying by beyond the speed of my sight, but the quiet puffs of white that wander through the sky, they are at my pace, you can continue on with your race, I'm just gonna lay down in this cloud's shade and appreciate this young gal's face, sorry I'll get back to this fine day, the cloud's shadow showing us the sun's rays outlining a dark space, the sky's glory surrounding, I expect me to rhyme so I'll talk about the astounding mountains out in the distance, but I try to remain in this present, it is gifted to me every moment so I'll sit here unwrapping and unwrapping until all I have is paper in my lap and no present to enjoy
and I will still enjoy it, because there is nothing else to do but rejoice at this breath, and all the words it could create, all of the life it could contain, and any of the life that may remain after, when silence is heard where there was laughter, and calamity is only broken up with disaster, we will be beyond fixable with plaster, but now I'm just a bastard tryin to stick to this rhyme like some master, but I'm not even amateur, just another random nerd