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On a single empty page,
A Warlock or a Flower,
A Crystal or a Sage.
Imagination isn't measured,
It's an impossible task.
But anyone can unlock it,
From its cold and musty cask.
Open your mind, and just don't think,
Just express what you feel,
Just let the emotions leak from your hand,
In a long uninteruppted eel.
Anyone can do it,
It's really not that hard,
Don't let anyone cansor you,
It's worth the prison ward.
Mine, So back off, Buddy.Love is Greedy and Suspicious,
It is "Slightly" jelous, too.
The ones you love must be yours alone,
Or you've got some work to do.
You'll hunt them down with an M-16
And blast off their freaking head
Because your spouse is yours alone,
And anyone else is dead.
EmotionsWhat is the definition of love?
How do you define Joy?
Can you bring Sadness into words?
It is a rather interesting Ploy.
It'd take a thousand words to tell
Someone how it feels,
To love someone completely,
(Not 'cause they cook you meals.)
Pure Joy is indescribable,
Like a strong narcotic Drug,
Though sometimes you can feel it,
In a Long Awaited Hug.
The crushing weight of Sadness
Is hard to put to phrase.
It's heavy and depressing,
It's a dark, slow-moving haze.
Emotions aren't easily
Described in words we use.
From total Bliss to Anger,
And Guiltiness and Blues.
Lonely HeartsSome people might complain,
If they have a lonely heart,
But in reality,
It's a brand-new shining start.
You're open to the world,
To go anywhere you please,
Whether lying on your bed,
Or walking through the trees.
But when you feel the love
Of someone by your side,
And it disapears,
You cannot help but cry.
And if you see some lady
Really happy with her man,
You run and go and sulk alone
(In the room to which you ran.)
You're jelous of all the friends
That have people that they date,
You want some of the "Action",
You just don't want to wait.
Missing PieceWhen you're really sad,
Something inside you dies.
You're no longer full of life,
As you release your soaking cries.
But when you can start to heal,
That something grows right back,
Stronger than before,
To get you back on track.
You'll never be the same,
Because that little piece is new,
It's easier to cope,
Because you really grew.
dead dog julyI.
the summer heat lays limp in the city’s lap,
breathing long oppressive breaths.
it does not even lift its lolling head
to bark out hoarse indignancy
when a strange man brings the mail.
there might be heavy rain today,
brought by some swollen, murmuring cloud.
the world will whirl and howl,
then settle down,
to die a little more.
o, quickly, love,
press your back against the wall in fear
as the universe spreads her arms and
shuts her eyes
and starts to summon the end of all things.
come with me
to the place of windows full of speechless afternoon
hot windy whispers of half-formed solutions and resolutions,
sweltering sunlit meadows we’ll wander and then forget.
o quickly, love,
let’s to the season of forgetting
and unwind all of our harshest memories
and fill the universe’s mouth
with mute cotton.
i’ll whisper these words to you some evening
with all my exigency in the hand i rest on your arm—
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