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I don’t know if ill ever be okay
Each day I just want to run and hide
In a cupboard,
Something small
Confined
Alone with my own thoughts
Ticking time bomb
Can I just give up?
There’s a gape so deep I don’t even know me anymore
I can’t see myself In the mirror
Faithless
I RETREAT!!
Can you hear me God
Are you even there?
I speak to you a thousand times
I ask you why
And I’m left alone
Crowding my mind with doubt
I can’t figure it out
And I never will
Its a consistent ache,
A disease spreading slowly
Overcoming my soul
HELLO
Why is it only ever me
Deep in my mind
I don’t get it
And I know I never will
Simulates Sunsets
In tranquility, among the cosmos, embers as we
Think of you. In light-years of longing in a single moment.
For yes, we are Stardust Connection, as celestial winds
blowing through the infinite colours of smiles we share.
In our signalized world, the sky transforms from a human
Daytime ceiling into an open window to the cosmos.
Where we get a glimpse behind the grand galactic theater
A brief moment into the twilight, amethyst shifts, then
Becomes a visitation palette, receptive to the vibrant
Frequencies through another spectacular dimension.
Reflects a soft glow, then descends into a red farewell
To otherworldly planets, escaping time.
This aurora light drifts between worlds.
A solar cycle compared to Neptune’s deep azure.
A greenish-blue far away from Uranus.
We can only imagine for a moment the ice giant
floating, while reflecting its colors out:
Yet remaining so frigid.
Still, we look upwards into the night glimpse,
And feel that first look of wonder.
An empress, or the wife of an emperor,
Had great domestic power outright,
Tremendous personal dictation over,
Her dressing aids and fashion sight.
She could criticise the food for happiness,
Sleep with whoever servants she liked,
Could advise on political appropriateness,
In matters important, by her mate hiked.
Businesswomen in the seventies sank,
Found it hard to surface in a male world,
Because they were going out with rank,
Downing the empress’s domestic hold.
So Mrs Thatcher changed my life straight,
Enabled many women to lead and earn,
By retaining their domineering weight,
Whilst determining, managing to govern.
I did not give to her my vote, I rejected,
But I sure did appreciate her step, progress,
The connection between empress selected,
And the businesswomen without regress.
Boom-boom-boom
Boom-boom, IRGC
This is what you get
For all your evil deeds
Boom-boom-boom boom
Boom-boom-boom boom
Boom-boom-boom, boom-boom, IRGC
This is what you get
For all your evil deeds
Boom-boom-boom boom
Boom-boom-boom, boom-boom, IRGC
This is what you get
For all your evil deeds
Boom-boom-boom, boom-boom, IRGC
You brought this on yourself
Now you hide in bunkers
It is what you need
The IRGC caused suffering
Now they're feeling it
F35’s now fill their skies
Another Ayatollah’s been hit
Shoot at the UAE
Say it's not your fault
The World sees clearly
Go and hide in a hole
You funded terror
Now your body has no soul
Funded HAMAS Palestinians
How does it feel to get
What you do to Iranian civilians?
You could have avoided all this
If you wanted to
But empathy
Was never your view
Boom-boom-boom
Boom-boom, IRGC
This is what you get
For all your evil deeds
Boom-boom-boom boom
Boom-boom-boom boom
Boom-boom-boom, boom-boom, IRGC
This is what you get
For all your evil deeds
You could have avoided all this
If you wanted to
But empathy
Was never your view
Just one egg left so what should I do
how should I devour you
Eat it raw with Tabasco sauce
chopped in a salad freshly toss
Fry it but how over-easy is fun
sunny side up but don't want it to run
Eggs Benedict with creamy Hollandaise sauce
simple fried egg sandwich would be boss
Egg salad creamy and good
poach it just right like you should
Deviled eggs are a heavenly treat
never can an omelet be beat
Hard or soft boiled just right
scramble with butter fills the appetite
An airy souffle' melts on the tongue
a golden custard pleases everyone
Make a quiche with bacon spinach and cheese
frittatas have everyone shouting, please
Separate the white from the yolk
come on now this ain't no joke
One little egg the possibilities galore
better go to the store and get a dozen more
Roll In Sin
Rulers are just straight measuring sticks
Buddy clubs and straight jackets
Ladders behaving like flowers
Black rose bush learing over the pastel shined Tulips grown
A different life green and blue
People can represent and stay true
In a suit
What is common with people that don't have the loot
What did I learn
What did I throw away
Feel value
In the works
A peckish primal poverty
Needed to outlast Trump
More than guns at the border
Respect
I impost them
The 5a.m bunny rabbit has no clue
To the price of food
Who am I praying to
Don't I need to know what it means before I try to pray
Changing directions doesn't mean that you have changed your mind
Do not accept a "No" until you have heard it again and again
You feel 'less' in everything, thinking you'll never win
That's the time to look to the hills and pray again
You recently missed the mark and lost your spark
So reassess, rethink, retool, return, and restart
Don't allow the word "No" to take away your glow
Just remember that the river finds its own way to flow
There is no wall that can stop the ocean waves
Don't give in and build your dwellings in a cave
So you spilled the milk; wipe it up and pour another glass
So you lost the race and came in next to last
Train harder next time and run again to be fast
It's what's inside that puts you at the head of the class
011921PS
Between the howls of the wind,
there is a stillness,
a pause that speaks
in a voice too soft for the hurried ear.
The world contracts,
folding into itself beneath the weight of frost,
and in that moment,
I learn the language of waiting.
Tree branches rattle like old thoughts
scraping against the edges of sleep,
each creak a reminder
that even the barest things hold their ground.
They do not break,
only bend,
offering their silence
as proof of endurance.
The full moon spills its knowing
across the frozen earth,
silver light carving paths
where footsteps hesitate.
In its glow,
I see the shape of my own solitude,
a quiet lesson in reflection,
a gentle hand
guiding me beyond the dark.
All in a winter’s night,
I find wisdom
not in the storm,
but in the space it leaves behind.
DECOMPOSITION
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In a way, the song ‘Smitten’ was wrong
Written to play, and not to throw away
I know many verses made it grow long
A strange key to choose for one to use
And arrange it to land from B flat to A
Yet harmonies that please, admit to lose
Tossed on the fire as the muse was lost
I’d say, a fitting end to excuse the day
A guitar, no bar to admitting the cost
Hamilton's face is on the ten dollar bill
Vice President Burr killed him in a duel
What if they solved things like that today
The office would always be up for renewal
Over 5 billion crayons are made each year
Methinks governments buy most of them
Peter the Great taxed people who wore a beard
Tax doubled if they were other than men
Diamonds will break if hit with a hammer
Here's a solution if you allow me to add
Thrash 'em with wet noodles if you so desire
Though their brilliance may diminish a tad
Bet you didn't know that Antpitta Ridgleys
Are most definitely the strangest of birds
They walk around wobbly on stilt like legs
And bark like a dog, that's absurd
365 languages are spoken in Indonesia
That's one for every day of the year
An archipelago that's larger than any other
Never lied to you before, have no fear
First bomb dropped on Berlin in the war
Killed the only elephant in the Berlin zoo
Half of the world has seen an 007 movie
It's very hard to believe but it's true
Fresh eggs sink in water, stale ones won't
Try it, you can tell if they're fresh
Drop them in cold water and check 'em out
Chuck the yucky ones out, I suggest