The Bus
November 17, 2008
Don’t look my way
It’s too early in the day,
Your soul is not tucked in yet.
Romeo coughs at the back of the bus
Here comes tuberculosis.
An old Juliet shouts repeatedly to herself
“Shut up! Yes God I know. I know. Shut up!”
Dorian, the unaltered beauty, sneers
Give the lepers their bells back
So they can sing their melody again:
“Unclean, unclean, unclean…”
Jane scratches her invisibility cloak
blood under her fingernail is the same
ghastly red as the “Stop requested” sign.
The metallic box spits two people out
While Tarzan bites his nails thinking
“I hate my mother. Does it me make evil?”
Inside the bus, one happy thought lingers,
“At least I’m not suicidal…”
And outside, it’s better to hate God than your mother
Otherwise, you better have tales that would make God vomit
and reconsider his creation.
The Odyssey For My Self
October 22, 2008
How I try to perceive you
How deep down must I look
How long must I search for you
How treacherous are the waters that I must cross
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How many calls must I make
Of joy and love
Of sadness and fear
Before you hearken to my words
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How may I examine myself
Without an inner eye through which to look
How many errors must be made
Before one can tear down their guise
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How many breaths of air will I take
Before I breathe in you
How many mornings shall I awake
Before I know the name of you
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What is a heart without a voice
What is a mind without a soul
What is a body without an essence
What is a man without a goal
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How much pain must I suffer
Of myself and this earthly plane
How much fear must I survive
Before the judgment of our name
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How many triumphs must I take
And walk away with tears for the defeated
How many defeats must I claim as my own
And still gait away with dignity
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You are the essence of my being
You are the thought that makes me real
You are the desires of the heart
You are the ghost within my shell
tanka
October 19, 2008
putting on my shirt
the scent of last night lingers
smoke from the fire pit
around which we all gathered
revealing our thoughts and lives.
Love Letter
July 6, 2008
I love you-Goodbye.
I’ll always remember you-inside.
Of Mind, Body, and Soul-like the rest,
Mind and Soul I’ll remember-of you the best.
I’ll always know you were the love of my life
Through the sickness, the pain, and all the strife.
Saying goodbye was the hardest thing I hope to ever do,
I could only wish that it wasn’t to you.
For you raised me lovestrong.
Now I wish I could say-God’s will is wrong,
But faith in HIS plan is right,
Whether you do or don’t-survive the night
Mother, I love you-Goodbye
God da fat’er, God da Son, & God da Ghos’
June 1, 2008
The Book of Life lists
All those effectively called
By the Trinity
Roger Mugs
rcribay
Ned
timsaslacker
joshuagrace
Julio Chapluzki
freakynewchild
Poeta Maximus
David X. Hugo
