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The Secrets I Hide

Convinced I am 
I'll never be me again
The one who created the pain
The one who had so much to gain
But lost out in the end
To a race against time
A figment of me
Just a pigment of hope
Lie down at night
No sleep to make up
I wander about
Through today's events
I worry about tomorrows as well
There is no real balance
When I am always off center
My mind never shuts down
I Whisper I can't do this anymore
Can't continue to live in a past unforgiven
I am stuck here in the void 
Can't trust myself to let my guard down
Feel only alone is how I will live out this life 
Scroll through the pictures on facebook dating
All so many choices but none ever get back
Am I just a lost cause
Confined to all I fear
It's a stain that won't wash out
Am I really that unlovable
Is the cover just to torn to turn the page
So much unsuriness so little dedication
To branch out away from past thoughts
It's alarming and endangering
Have I become that lost soul
Only time knows 
All the secrets I hide.

Remember What You Told Me

Do you remember the last time you looked at me?
Did you know then, that it would be the last?

There’s still space for your breath here
In my lungs
There’s still shelter here
Within my ribs
There’s still the hollow ache
Only you could soothe 
Where your bones used to slot into place

Do you remember the last time you said you were mine?
Did you know then that you would lie?

There’s still an extra toothbrush in my bathroom
And a cup that molded around your touch in my kitchen 
And a controller that sits next to the console collecting dust
And I cling to the extra pillow you bought from your room 
When mine just didn’t do the job 

Do you remember the nights we shared here?

There’s a stain on my pants I refuse to wash out
And I press on it sometimes
Drive my fingers into the fabric as I wear it
Bruise my skin with force of it
Just to mimic your touch

Did you know then they didn’t mean a thing?

And yet, if you walked in tonight I wouldn’t ask where you’ve been 
I’d only ask if you’re staying

subtracting voices

chandeliers hung by dead feathers
cannon balls of years when time hated fairly
left over promises i'm not friends with

getting lept out
hanging death 
to find a friend
running away
marrying the wash out
battling for empty
filling up the old crimes
inside my healing head
to destroy their evidence
useless when its good
too ugly for views

prisons too important
for me, the left overs

i was the addiction
now another contraception
hailing ghosts
tangled in timecards
under hung
and still voting 
to take my spots

my dogs of course

I would pack my dogs into the car
It might take ten minutes to get the puppy in
He is stronger than both of us
And he despises the car

If there is extra time I would take a few canvases,
A twenty-four pack of acrylic paints, ten paint brushes,
Three or four bowls – to feed the dogs and to wash out the brushes
I would also take cozy blankets and pillows

Our dogs like to be comfortable
A fifty-pound bag of dog food would go up front
My purse, my husband’s wallet, and a can of pork and beans.
The kind with a pop tab; I love beans.

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Empty the Pot

It would be fine indeed,
if we could wash out the mind
each morning.

Thoughts get stale,
the mind like an air deprived swamp,
begins to stink,
and the only way
to go out into the world anew
is in the same way
our souls came into it.

It is wise to swill and pour,
flush and evacuate,
drain and empty,
tip and spill,

ejecting all that collected piss
we’ve been carrying around,
for so many yesterday -

that overfull pot
we call our feelings.

Quick Shower and Shampoo

turn on the hot water faucet let it run
add the cold water faucet for a warm one
make sure the bath mat is down so no slipping
get nude it's a shower like skinny dipping
wet wet get drenched and soaked
lather up with that bar of soap
wash here and there everywhere
don't forget shampoo your hair
pour it on and rub it in
wash that hair thick or thin
let the shower wash out  the soap
rinse your body and you are dope
big fluffy cotton towel
dry your self and how
now that you are new and clean
put your robe on before your seen

Bring On the Rain

Bring on the rain
I want to again
To wash out this burning Haze
I feel it a drift in my nights distance Seas

Pounding a flight through my heart 
A Temple of soul
Pulsing tight to the back of my eyes 

I think of that little face you know 
The wood grain talking to me again
Or that shadowing whispering things 
I do not like to know

Walking toward me in silent halls
It says things I don’t want to hear 
I just want the pain again…

This brings out the things insane 
I want to wash these ruined hands 
Of theses peculiar stains

I want to scrub my face my mind 
As my void expires
In nights a drift, hues of pure vermilion

I need it again
Bring on the rain
Bring on the insane
Watching it drift in crowded rooms

But I am silent 
Alone feeling this pain 
again & again
Feels like at home
A coming doom

So bring on the rain!

Bad Gig

The pole is slick
there's a smell emanating from the toilets
body odor and a thick male musk in the smoky air.
I'm not here to gawp at the dancer
just bar tend.
The floor is sticky, the glasses dirty,
the canned music sleazy.

It's not a classy joint.

Nobody tips, not many drink,
the head of the skinny manager
materializes from around a drape.
The head wants me to clean off the tables.

I get my coat
walk out into the clean snow,
wash-out the muck behind my eyes
with handwipes.

Memories Bring Back You

You never knocked before entering into my heart,
but when you had left, I had heard a breaking sound!
Nowhere, but in my memories,
our stories will be ever found.
I had walked a long way,
but the road was round,
and I am here again trying to find myself all around.

Cheers to the day, 
when I had wished to make you mine.
Though you had never said,
but I had made you mine.
Still, on those paths,
our love days will be ever found.
Which you had left before,
but I am still roaming here all around.

I couldn't even wash out those
untouched touches of you,
that you had poured all over me
your verses through.
I had stopped listening to those songs,
which lyrics had led me to you.
I had tried to live in reality,
but memories always bring back you.

The Outcome

purple tulips, the color of her toddler dress.
the leafy stems, her eyes.
the baby-blond hair, mom combs into a crest,
the sea will satisfy.

blond slowly turns brunette, tumbles
from Rapunzel’s tower, then gets shorn.

green waters, a dry oasis —
cerulean blue boundary.
open sesame with artificial drops.

wrinkle-protected eyes.
ears can’t hear what others say.
deaf and blindness make her appear wise.

guttural sounds - huh, eh, hmm.
smiles and nods as the tongues of the young,
like trumpets in her ear, elucidate their troubles.

she’s ironed out hers. they still exist.
still, she knows the outcome.

sediment of the sea shelled out to the deep.
sand sifts through her fingers.

sandcastles wash out, but i see
children carrying shovels and pails.
some have leafy-stem eyes and baby-blond hair.

3/6/2021

Purge This Poison

Purge this poison from my veins
I pray for you to take my pains
Supreme your kingdom reigns 
If you can make and move the rains 
Then you can break satan's evil chains
Rid all that banes my brain’s grains
Wash out all the stains 
And definitely save my sinful remains

Lazy God

Lazy god,
nibbling cotton candy clouds
guzzling golden grape wine
angels fanning your endless siesta.
With harps and trumpets divine
while this invisible beast
that you fashioned
eats us alive...
Soul creator
galaxy twirler 
black hole baker
ocean filler
talking snake maker.
You could wash out this raging fire, 
anytime your artisan heart desires...
We're patiently waiting!

Heaven Like Earth

You are a great painter, I know it very well,
Your every paint is like evening temple bell,
You can paint the colourful flowers of garden,
Tiny droplets of rain water that make all ocean,
Our earth is so beautiful and we are really great,
But due to lack of essence in life we are in threat,
If possible please paint a heaven like earth,
With the fragrance of love and color of faith.

You are a great singer, I know it very well,
Your every song tells variety variety tale,
You can sing the song of every joyful event,
You can sing the song of every pain of heart,
Our earth is so beautiful and we are really great,
But due to lack of peace now we are in threat,
If possible please sing for a heaven like earth,
With the words of love and music of faith.

You are a great dancer,  I know it very well, 
Your every dance reveals goodbye to hell, 
You can dance like our dad for bread & butter, 
You can dance like a mad to wash out all fear, 
Our earth is so beautiful and we are really great, 
But due to lack of energy now we are in threat, 
If possible please dance for a heaven like earth, 
Your every step should bring love and faith.

Loving People- -

O come to me yon revelry
As you constantly stand ever,
Before me...loving people

Rise and rise up thine
Covertly any based on
My animosities

Clever and clover and cut
My stems ever so
Eat my petals as I grow evermore

Wash out thine mouth
With thine own perverted spit
Kneel, curl-ball up liken a fetal position
So you won’t git hurt none of God's loving people

Standards are by standards they are
Procreated by man every second, on the hour every hour
Daily

Sinful, not praying unbelieving haters of 
Loving people

O go yon, travel fest far away
As the air breeze breathe within its self

Rise and rise up thine praise and hands
Covertly any based on I release all my stuff’
My forgiveness, has been forgiven

O come to me yon revelry I stand repentant
As you constantly stand ever, so God mercies rent
Before me...loving people
Alleluia



12/14/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©

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