dirty panes of glass
obscuring distant images yet,
reflecting intimate truths
too clearly
for clarity's sake

filmy shards of ice
unknowingly co-opted to,
spread mis-truths of heaven
shown to those so lowly
they believe

inside the flimsy prism
trapped in light so,
bright you can't deny
the gestures in the windowpane
that let them die

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Is it OK if I don't try for glory?
Wandering slowly down the road...
Watching the fireflies.
They don't search for glory either.
Do they ponder existence?
Do they know I watch them?
Idly wondering...
Unsure
But flying still.
I chart my own path,
Wandering
Slowly
I have no real destination.
But,
Do you mind world?
If I try?

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Sometimes the stories I create inside my head
Become so real
They fade into memories
Slotted neatly beside
The new dog bounding down the steps
And
The time my father cried when Danny died.
Thoughts that hide as mirages
Seen
In the fraction of a second when I blink my eyes
Too real to be true
Yet true enough to not quite be dismissed
A trickle of uneasiness when verity comes near
Bliss
When recollection drags the answer down
Into the warm embrace
Of all the reasoning that hides the lies
Inside my head

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It's got to go.
We'll burn it all
Torches flaming
Just watch them fall
We're not crusaders
Not fucking punks
Not out for vengeance
Not out for fun
A better world is what we need
Brick by brick
We will succeed
Shattered glass and panicked screams
You don't understand
It's the world of our dreams!
It's coming at last
When life will matter
But first comes the chaos
For the greedy, disaster
Just trust us
Stand with us
Join in the laughter!
Of hope in creation
For what will come after
Yes! Now you see!
With joy in our hearts
Shoulder to shoulder
We'll dismantle the parts
Of a system worth taking
Down to it's knees
Revolution is sung
On the gathering breeze
The remnants are flying
Through the darkening night
A fiery beacon
It's just the start of our fight
There will be no marching
No shooting to kill
We'll do it by hand
By power of will!
With laughter!
So joyful!
The beating of hearts
A hard earned beginning
A brand new start.
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Once I knew you,
Little child
Face turned up
Reflect the light.
Your eyes wide open
Soul alight!
Dancing
Dancing.
We spun around
Our fingers tangled
Laughing
We were the clasped hands.

But you
You spun too fast
I tried to hold-
The grip can’t last.
You flew away
Laughing
You weren’t happy.
Your eyes held terror
You grasped at air-
I reached out
But I couldn’t find you.
I couldn’t reach!
You couldn't try
You wouldn't.

In place of light
Your hands found darkness.
Illusions
Your laughter held an edge.
You forgot
You forget.
To breath

Once I knew you,
Little child
Now I don’t.
You dance in a cage
You think the bars
Are sexy.
You’re not a child.
Your lightning
Lightning flickers
In blackness
Your eyes are red
Contacts.
You believe
Your stories real,
So they are.
Not an excuse.
Resentment.
Draws the crowds
That hunger
For darkness.
Driven black
To fill their soul.
They don’t know
They can’t.
They kill what’s left

You revel in their thrashing.
They’re drowning!
It makes you less alone.
Less defiled.
So you think

I watch in horror
Throat burning.
Tears tracking
Memories
That can’t.
Can’t be forgotten
Light burning,
Laughing
Laughing!
But
But

I can’t.
I can’t reach through the cyclone
Through the swirling darkness.
I simply watch.
You dancing
Dancing.
Though all the joy is gone.

Once I knew a little child,
Then she died.

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Hope is a powerful word

How can you describe
The spirit of an open night
The shadow on the wings of flight

To feel your mind
The taste of summer on your tongue
A glittering expanse of icy tears

Ten thousand souls in laughing song

To smiling relate
A shattered window held by will
An only tree that's growing still

To try-

Yet you can't describe.

The deepest whole
An endless soul

Of night and light and windy skies
Of death and life and hands-held-high

We simply know

With tears of gladness filling
Cupped hands
And hollow hearts

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I don’t know you
Yet I love you
You’ve walked in all my dreams
Your footprints leave a memory
Of images half seen
A wistfulness on waking
A sense of something lost
But you weren’t mine to start with
All that’s lost is my own mind
The photo’s on my windowsill
Vanish in the light
Your whispers are an open window
In the silent night
No footsteps tread beside me
Just the beating of my heart
All the moments spent together
Just a timeless work of art
No one knows you
Yet I love you
You only walk in dreams
Our footsteps leave sweet memories
In places never seen
A knowledge in half-waking
A sense of something found
In the chaos of reality

The hand that helped me drown

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I’m full of dreams
Of thoughts
Of memories that haven’t happened

Gracefully

I build a web
To hide behind
Of words unsaid
To keep me safe from those who pry
And if they tried
To break the fragile threads
Instead they’d find
A wall so thick
Of shattered lies
And dead

Desires

I’m full of longing
Of need
For a life that isn’t mine

I’m lonely
In my cell
I built from photographs
The window only goes one way
I see through crystal glass
And I’m the only one
On an island of shadows
A ghost
Invisible
With so many others
I feel their eyes
Searching
We all know the pain
But my hands are grasping empty

We’ve already run away
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I walk across
The shattered shards of
Reality
That cut the soles
Of those
Whose minds are smothered in illusion
Leaving scars
Unseen
By blinded eyes
That only see
The world inside their head
All rounded corners
And dull knives
Dull
Lives
Imagined fire
That neither
Burns
Nor cuts
The icy whole inside
Their heart of shattered lies
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The Silent Reflection

Absence and numbness
The greatest divide
Body and soul
So useless beside
The regular rhythm
In darkness to hide
The perfect reflection
Yet hollow inside
The mirrors silent weeping
Washed out by the tide
Question and answer
Alone side by side
A wall of denial
Let’s terror decide
That both spirit and matter
Have long ago died
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Heartbeat

Alone with my heartbeat
Trapped in the atmosphere
I shiver in thought
At what horrors have been
And will be
Your hands holding murder
Your wrists open wide
What reason have you
Invented to die
My heart thunders closer
Forgotten in your mind
In sadness I cry
For what cannot be
And can be
A knife left forgotten
Blood slick on the ground
What thoughts for vengeance
Let you strike him down
Alone with my heartbeat
Trapped by the solitude
I tremble in sadness
To watch what has been
And can be
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Papercut

I cut my thumb last Wednesday
A papercut, no more
Blood beaded on my fingertip
Then fell onto the floor
A bubble bright it lay there
Life giving force no more
It lay somewhere between
Eternity and the door
The world felt little impact
Life did not cease to sing
But in my little corner
It changed the whole damn thing
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