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i.
Concrete beds
Sleepless woe
Discomfort, unrest
Cardboard pillow
Empty bellies
Nutrient deficiency
Skin and bones
Crying pleas
Ragged shoes
Stained, torn shirt
Ripped pair of pants
All covered in dirt
Loneliness
Family separation
Begging pleas dismissed
Acute isolation
Poverty.
ii.
Beds and snuggies
Bed-time stories
Heated room
And slumberous glory
Refrigerators
Pantries, snacks
Foolish dining -
Obesity's back
Concrete beds
Sleepless woe
Discomfort, unrest
Cardboard pillow
Empty bellies
Nutrient deficiency
Skin and bones
Crying pleas
Ragged shoes
Stained, torn shirt
Ripped pair of pants
All covered in dirt
Loneliness
Family separation
Begging pleas dismissed
Acute isolation
Poverty.
ii.
Beds and snuggies
Bed-time stories
Heated room
And slumberous glory
Refrigerators
Pantries, snacks
Foolish dining -
Obesity's back
Closets and drawers
Clothing galore
"Nothing to wear"
We ask for more
Family visits
Christmas parties
Loving hugs
So warm and hearty
Clothing galore
"Nothing to wear"
We ask for more
Christmas parties
Loving hugs
So warm and hearty
Luxury.
Literature
Descended To The Yard (Updated)
Descended to the yard
Thirty men without jobs
Descended to the yard
Descended to chop logs
The damned winter
The cold misery
Away from women
Steps closer to the flames of Hell
Of Hell
Descended to the yard
Working for a long while
Sixty days to work hard
Thirty men in denial
The boss of our "corp"
Got us by the bucks
Away from love
The head inside the oven of Hell
Of Hell
Descended to the yard
There's no work left in town
Descended to the yard
Far from the world, shut down
I`m calling the great Satan
I know about the old legend
The one of the flying canoe
Please send us home, we know you could
I wanna fly in the firmament
See again, just fo
Literature
Galaxy Skin
Galaxies look like milk i spilt on the lino
ethereal,
it's true;
Nut's body was is freckled with Taraxacums and gaiety.
She tells me it's like design,
tells me that, even though my cavity chest is full
of empty space held steadfast by stardust,
that it's all God's volition, that it's all art.
she tells me that numbers/words are the window to the soul,
that I should write about emptiness and glitter and detritus in the waves happiness
Literature
just words
The truth is
I dont just miss you
I miss the person I am with you
I am different when you are here
I am different when you arent
Its not about being together
Or happily ever afters
Its about waking up and knowing
You are in my corner
There were a lot of truths in those last words
Tossing out that box of old hurts and regrets was necessary.
The problem is, there were other boxes
A friendship and trust that had developed
A bond that we didn't resurrect..but that we created and protected from everyone but ourselves
You are bigger than the puzzle piece
That fell out when you left
I am more than the sum of my parts
But Im not the answer I've b
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