Andy the last pacifist died of old age
only, i guess, because he had
top notch security
is the ‘big guy’ upstairs amused
or entertained?
i doubt it because the second sin
was anger/hatred and cain was warned
directly
but he ignored it, and today we do the same..
amused or entertained? more likely bored.
we are so predictable
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Mystic Blue Eyes (you shoulda held on to her)
You shoulda held on to her
Mystic blue eyes
Deep as the sky is high
Calm as water in the morning
Rough as the open sea
You shoulda held on to her
That little bit of trouble
Though not so much really
Tough but sweet
Hard but soft
You shoulda held on to her
She would have held on to you
The time quickly passes
If you don’t hold on tight
The sun rises
Love it before it sets
You shoulda held on to her
Lovely little lady
You knew her for a while
I knew her from a child
From when I was a kid
You shoulda held on to her
Now you don’t know where to look
Will she call
Will she come back
There’s no way to know
You shoulda held on to her
Mystic blue eyes
Deep as the sky is high
Calm as water in the morning
Rough as the open sea
i stand in a burned and smoldering
40 acre field
a field of ruination by my own hand
i played with the matches carelessly
and brilliant beautiful flame of pale blue
flared into a conflagration that left me
scorched with regret and
solitary in this field of smoke
now all i see is what was before
what is gone and will be nevermore
was it real or imagined
or only a phantom
i lost the time to know
because i was careless
and now the only sensation i have
is that of the heart pounding in my chest
and the pulse surging through my veins
and so i am alive and maybe
given the time to nurture a field
and perhaps time to forgive myself for
burning this one
Schmutt
The alarm when I knocked on the door
The phantom under the couch
That knew when the cats wanted in
He often sqweaked like a kiddy toy
A pat on the head was his reward
For being a good guy
And it was enough for him
To be the household friend
The last time I saw him, though
He didn’t bark when I knocked
That puzzled me a little but
He got his pat on the head anyway
The Guy whose name can’t be said
Whistled for his sweet little invention
To finish his business and
Come on home
I hope there is a fine couch to sleep under
And a knock on the door occasionally
Take a nice nap there my friend
Three firm knocks; that will be me.
******
my heels click on the cobbles
as i wander down this dark alley
what’s behind leers
what’s ahead seems to menace
there are doorways
with hawkers selling their wares
do this, believe that
selling not the truth but conformity
but instead of safety
i put more doors behind
creating more leers
and walk forward into what
what is up ahead in the dark
it doesn’t help to squint
each door hidden til too late
and the last door possibly oblivion
my heels click on the cobbles
as i wander down this dark alley
what’s behind leers
what’s ahead menaces