playing with words again

Scream no one can hear

Come undone no one can see

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Dream screams; no one hears,

they’ve lost their ears.

Stab wounds, there is no blood,

no scars, no love.

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Why, why, why.

Do you think you

need to know why.

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Spread your arms, flap and run,

perhaps you will take flight, like a penguin.

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I am a balloon. I float above the town, a renegade.

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Beer, wine and a bottle of whiskey.

Marlboros, a joint, just you and me.

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TODAY-RIGHT NOW!

I HATE LIFE-

SORRY BUT IT’S THE TRUTH.

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No smiles, just tears, no hope, just fears. No, no, no, no, no…

 

featured image by BLT

THE KEY

I WISH I COULD BLAME THE PAIN,

THE AIM OF THE GUN, AT MY BRAIN

BUT I CAN’T. IT’S ALL ME,

I’M THE ONE WHO HELD THE KEY,

TO THE DOORS TAGGED ONE, TWO AND THREE.

MY CHOICE TO MAKE, NO ONE DECIDED BUT ME.

 

THE DOOR I UNLOCKED WAS QUITE A DILLY,

THERE WAS NO JOY, AT NO TIME SILLY,

STRAIGHT AWAY IT OPENED TO TRAGEDY,

PAINTED WITH A TOUCH OF CALAMITY

HAND DRAWN SYMBOLS STILL WET FROM THE BLOOD

EACH SYMBOL REPRESENTING THE LOSS OF A LOVE.

Design photo by BLT

Condemned aka I should have known

Spies disguised as virtual forms.
Please enter your information.
Data collected and analyzed.
Now you will burn, in hell, for being yourself.

Don’t play innocent, they don’t care,
the spies hiding behind the computers.
Spies? What spies?
The ones with eyes on everyone.

Programming your life in front of your face;
yet behind your back; with your permission.
Lack of deceit in your heart and a promise of freedom
and now you are condemned by them.

 

Photograph by BLT