Nightmare
Nightmare:
Clench your fists and tear it out,
Grind your teeth and swear aloud.
Years: hot, streak down your face,
As you desperately try to displace…
That Stephanie
That Stephanie:
When I saw the woman- She would be,
I named my daughter- Stephanie.
The girl with joy, that none can drown.
She is my pride, She is my crown.
And have you seen her- Stephanie?
With hope round her ankle,
As She walks down the beach?
With hope in her heart,
That most can’t reach…
She is my joy-My Stephanie.
3The Overachiever
Turn back time or make it stop,
She can’t live her life while fighting the clock.
She on a fence of innocence past and maturity’s future,
But the present is just a maddening blur.
She’s always on cliff’s edge with no room for a breath,
For if she inhales, she’ll fall to her death.
Educated
Educated:
Memorization is thought.
Memorization is thought.
There is no point in seeking for all has been sought.
And don’t bother doing for all has been done.
Yet youth, they say, is wasted on the young.
Free
Free
That’s what I want:
To be free
To walk off the trail
To make moments I keep
To pace because I feel like it.
To dream, cuz I can dream
And to stare out windows
To see what I’ll see.
And So I Say to You
And so I say to you:
Future love,
Future concept,
Dream that I Dream…
Almost
Almost:
It’s the last note of our song, my dear.
The trip before the fall.
The time before the time we muse
If we ever loved at all.
Emily Dickinson Pulls an All-Nighter
Some write Essays - days ahead -
I - write them - cloaked - in Fear!
With a “Bull of Red” - become my Muse,
The Harshest Judge, my mirror -
Descent
Shame.
Blame.
Eating him alive.
An esteem dive.
That happened so fast,
Like a crash,
Through twelfth story glass,
And he can’t go back.
The window is fading,
The glass is cascading,
And he’s falling,
F
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L
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Down.
Fākality
fākality:
I listen to The world
and My world stops-
-stops the beat of My radio pop.
shadow friend,
pet rock,
…daydream of the American Dream.
Awakened
Awakened:
I taste the wind
My pharmakon
To dearest sin
My choice falls-
Gone.
Nevermeanttobe
Nevermeanttobe:
Staircase of dust.
Thought lit on fire.
Nightless moon
Moonless night
Logic raped by desire.
Dear gentleman shadow,
Dear borrowed dream,
You can whisper in my ear,
…But you are Nevermeanttobe.
