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JourneyIn all the years which pass Life seems to lengthen its meaning; Shorten its time; deepen its worth. In those years I live, am another, and pray; As all my fellows do. We are one and as one we advance; As one we shall fall. We are human, we are angels, we are our gods; Walking softly into our own salvation; Into our own destiny. We and we alone write the histories; We alone write the story that is our journey.Journey
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Love Of Life And Death22.07.02 I What be this omnipresent and precious thing; Life, if all that is can be undone? Such wanton abandonment of sense for one fleeting moment; for one flicker'd flame to be snuffed by some nighttime thing such as Death. II But then such is Life; she who flees with dawn, she who has left some love behind, Death himself; He follows without thought of such fancies as love and hope; such things he takes comfort in ending, so that he may not feel so alone. III And so they trade this endless thing as two lovers in a petty fued; and all the world sLove Of Life And Death
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Secret WallsSitting by the window, the mind paces a rhythm; a soulless tune upon the walls and boundless beyonds. The secret winds in hidden corners coax the mind of wonders; and all the world is locked away by these seamless walls.Secret Walls
The garden beauty is withered now in winters dread; the numbing fingers of remembered hates are snowflake burdens, gathering in numbers with the years. They break the spirit. They haunt the dreams, they darken dawn and they are my winter.
These secret walls are my own device, seen by none but I. Each imagined brick is a remembered hate, each corner; som
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Rotten Apple31.5.02 I Though my hands have made many beautiful things and my mind holds every possible, precious dream, I am a man of little worth when held against those who came before as a whole. II I hold my image against one projected ahead of me by the light of the ages, within the shadows cast by many men who have come before. III But like all these men I can be ashamed of those who have fallen as I am proud of those who have made a name. I walk, as they, with a million mens shame.Rotten Apple
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Leaves just like peaches Flattened peaches On swaying branches 9:26am Cold Chicago bench Cigarette Coffee Three sugars Two international delight french vanilla creamers Perfect breakfast Thinking about leaf peaches Train rumbles by I look up toward the tracks No hurry My hair is cold No hat Across the street Memorial flowers I didn’t tell my mother about the shooting I cross the street the brown snow These months with no leaves Finger numb Cigarette gone Breakfas
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The AstronomerThe AstronomerThe Astronomer
The night is a skin around me I poke holes in to see the stars.
Wakeful hours, wide-eyed trying to see out there while perched on the trunk of my car.
The night is a skin around me.
Blue-black, straining to see myself in the blue moon, red of mars.
Inside of me so many fireflies, in too many jars.
Night. Skin around me reaching out in tiny puckered pores.
Image through the lens, tiny planet sea of sometimes sparkles, desert land, drying shores.
Refocus me forget the scope,
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