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…

 

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Staring (Part Two)

I’m going to write a happy rhyme.

Imaging “magic” words in line,

about life, so glorious and true,

filled with love, laughter and a cold brew.

I’m going to my happy place.

Where there is always a smiley face,

round, yellow, with an upturned line,

to show the joy in this heart of mine.

Yes, I’m going to write a happy rhyme.

Let the contentment fill my mind,

as I try and share the fantastic feeling

I get when I’m staring at the ceiling.

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(have a beautiful day, I say)