Twist

“I’m doing this for you.”                               –Last words of a sociopath

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Collected Perceptions

Now that you’ve taken everything Tell me how does it feel to need more Now that you’ve drank your fill Tell me how does it feel to be bored Now that you’ve spent all your time How do you know you’re too late Now when you empty your pockets How do you sort your mistakes [...]

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The Why

There is no understanding “Why”. Trying to comprehend, with a compassionate heart, the incomprehensible; the compassionless. It will make you crazy.  All that needs understood is more stark and brutal than I like to be, but it is the truth still; there are people in the world who cannot be filled or satisfied. Ever. The [...]

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Who is Mad

Who is mad Who is the he Who wears this hat Who is this thing He calls his insanity   Who am I To pass opinion Or judgment Against my best laid Plans He made me crazy But I tried not to be   Who is spared Who is he Who names blameless Who is [...]

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Lesson Learned

There can never be proper words to tell it. No amount of writing, no prose, poem, rant, plea ever expunged him, ever dispelled the wake of scorched earth he left behind. And that was never their purpose, anyway. Not for him. Certainly not for me. He talks, writes, to construct, no, to spin the reality [...]

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The Truth of Us

The Truth of Us   The look in his eyes. The awakening to new conciousness, to that knowing of another like never before, to being known, to real love. To knowing this was meant to be. The look in my eyes. The deep recognition of what has always been; this time to not turn away, [...]

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Happy Camper

You think your opinion matters That anyone cares You think you have the meat of the thing Living in your core You think your little world Is real Don’t you?   You think your fans Recognize your talent And your wit Aren’t you clever So intelligent But all the same Nothing you say Means shit [...]

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The Ruse

What greater audience than a woman’s captive heart? And if he loves anything, it is an audience.   I think it is the ruse I find most offensive; endless variations of the same old play. However unique each woman, however special the connection, the words still eerily duplicated and the ends nearly identical beneath various [...]

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Mirror

Mirror   Be careful What you wish for Your pieces One day appearing In the mirror’s visage You now the reflection

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Ego Stains and Heart Burns

Ego Stains and Heart Burns                       Just how he is   Bragging about asylums Imagine the conceit Thinking to impress With imaginary madness   Posing with cigarettes Burning To withered ash Imagine He just lights up a new one Plenty more In the pack   Consuming Always digesting Someone Sucking their life Down to ashes [...]

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