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a favorite place of mine

the boy went out

to find his home

the dog set out

to find his bones

mother wept

for just awhile

father came home

passed out on the floor

slept in his clothes

he was gone before morn

a favorite place of mine

was always under the covers

i feel so safe

from outside bothers

i clench my eyes closed shut

in hopes that when i open them

love will be there

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In deepest Night,

when all are asleep

is when they come,

up the flight

of shadow-stair

silent and fleet

Cloaked in black,

Quiet as the breath

of a slumbering child,

Down the Hall,

soundlessly gliding

Quietly

into the bed-chambers

of my family

And there they stand,

not breathing, sensationless

Diabolic yet infinitely patient

standing

staring from shadowed faces

no eyes but still they are watching,

in Deepest night

the clock reads three

I am awake, eyes squeezed

Shut

but

I know there is one standing,

and its

Looking

at me.


Deviance

When the result is Success,

How can I be Wrong,

And How can there be Progress

If we Never change the Song?

How can Someone See

If their Eyes are Halfway shut,

And How can something Be

If it’s throat is Always Cut?

What makes Good,

And What makes Bad,

If Holy-men Killed, would

Criminals be Sad?

If there were no Bloodshed

Then Nations could Not Rise,

And How could Trees Grow

If Nothing ever Dies?

Lubricity and Deviance

Metastasize like a Cancer,

A Mournful,

Blissful Grievance

Smiling with

the Answer


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