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When the horoscope,
seems to know,
more about my life,
than I do.

Walking in the snow,
cold lets you know,
you alone.

Breathing in the cold,
breathing alone,
alone I know.

When the horoscope,
seems to know,
more about my life,
than I do.

Seeing the old graduate,
makes me,
hopeful it isn't too late.

Unfocused purpose,
tell a man what his worth is,
how old are you now?

When the horoscope,
seems to know,
more about my life,
than I do.

When the horoscope,
seems to know,
more about my life,
than I do.

You know that classic stereotype,
yeah, if I'm guessing right,
you'd be the cute one.

The real attractive one,
that lives for fun,
and throws them away.

When the horoscope,
seems to know,
more about my life,
than I do.

And I'm heartbroken,
mourning for nothing,
nothing now.

Still time for me to educate,
and perhaps graduate,
learn from this.

When the horoscope,
seems to know,
more about my life,
than I do.

Don't want to work no more.
Don't want to get out of bed.
Don't need no horoscope.
Don't need to know.
No, no tomorrows today.
I know tomorrows' today.

Come Back

Don't ask me to turn around,
and come back,
when I just left,
and my eyes are still wet.

Don't need no witness,
to remind me of feelings,
I'm trying to repress.

I make it look easy I know,
smiling and hugs so,
you'll never know,
I miss you so.

So don't ask me,
to turn around,
I'm on my way,
away from you.

Excuses form,
I'm running late,
that'll do,
I've got a date,
perhaps I'll get a dig in too.

So don't ask me,
to turn around,
I'm on my way,
away from you.

Don't ask me to turn around,
and come back,
when I just left,
and my eyes are still wet.

When will he ask me,
to turn around,
and he'll come back,
to what he left,
and make me still,
and eyes still wet?

Try, try, try

Who am I to you?
And why does it matter?
Will I know the truth?
My soul is in tatters.

Don't play with me now.
How will you resolve,
the need to be plain,
and beg forgiveness?

What do you fear?
Be clear.
Stand and deliver.
Cry me a river.

What is the worse?
To suffer unknowing?
Its' raining men,
the tears are still flowing.

Little Known Fact

Little known fact,
I've got some news,
in case you didn't know,
Superman sleeps in the nude.

Man of steel,
likes the feel of silk,
terry-cloth robes,
and all that ilk.

Little know fact,
I've got some news,
in case you didn't know,
Superman sleeps in the nude.

Who'd of thought,
bullets bouncin' off,
he's such a softy
for something soft?

Little know fact,
I've got some news,
in case you didn't know,
Superman sleeps in the nude.

Hey, here's some news,
in case you didn't know,
he is just a dude,
who likes comfortable shoes.

Little know fact,
I've got some news,
in case you didn't know,
Superman sleeps in the nude.

The Same Way You Do

I want to kiss you,
want you to know.

Want to breathe you in,
and have you know.

Want to take your breath away,
I'll have you know.

Want to hold you down,
have my way with you,
the same way with you,
that you do.

Anvil

I guess that fantasy is getting old,
my mind believes but my body knows,
so keep my dreams sheltered from the cold,
a toast that my strength will hold

here here! drink up! be merry!
the time has come,
to forget and bury,
those silly ideas,
from a younger time,
age will temper,
the sharpest mind,
and bend the heart,
to its will,
more practical,
then hope, and still,
hope beats on,
strikes cold iron,
awaiting loves heat return,
lone sound rings out,
in a lone place,
no one else can hear,
tears,
falling like the hammer,
working to make,
something real,
out of will,
and still...

Again

There it is again,
the pain, the pain,
there, see it for yourself,
the same, the same,
there it is again,
that familiar feeling,
washing over me,
again.

Saw you run and hide,
saw you just the same,
Saw you anyway,
the shame, the shame,
there it is again,
that familiar feeling,
washing over me,
again, again.

guess you're better off,
not trying, letting go,
guess my head is soft,
trying, not letting go,
there it is again,
that familiar feeling,
something I'm not hearing,
visions without seeing,
again.

Random Acts Of Rhyming

My needs are simple,
not so my desires,
my will not so willing,
my hopes growing tired,
my dreams are grand,
my reality more mundane,
outlook optimistic,
poured from the bottle again,
I'm great, I'm fine,
in fact, never better,
just something in my eye,
I'm one of the unfettered,
don't need a thing,
happy as a lark,
alone in my bed,
the contrast stark.

Don't Care

Don't care who you were yesterday,
want to know who you'll be tomorrow,
when you wake up,
with me beside you,
will I be your tomorrow,
someday?

Judge Love

Don't care who knows it is you,
that makes me feel so.
Like only you do.
Let them look,
let them stare,
let them testify,
it is you and I.
Don't need some passerby,
to judge,
how I love you.

Likened Too

Analogy,
surpasses me,
the rain against my window,
pain against the looking glass,
of my mind.

Did I say pain?
I meant tears,
falling like rain.

No cloud lasts forever,
although this silver lining,
is tarnished,
considered not worth the effort.

Worth

I'm worth every penny,
never a better deal to be had,
I'm worth every nickel,
you'll be so glad,
worth every dime,
unable to measure,
worth every quarter,
a value to treasure,
worth that and more,
for only a kiss,
and a trip to Paris,
you can have all this,
by showing me what worth my love is!

Desperately

I want to hold your head in my hands,
I want to hear that you missed me,
I want to feel your chest rise and fall,
I want you to desperately kiss me.

I want to be wanted,
wanton love,
sore with desire.

I want you to know my longing,
to burn with love,
darkness's sacrificial pyre.

I want to hold your head in my hands,
I want to hear that you missed me,
I want to feel your chest rise and fall,
I want desperately for you to kiss me.

Listful Lust

Pleasant distraction,
at the end of an erection,
what direction,
does that take me?

Strap jock,
with bulging cock,
hot, hot, hot,
not now, don't stop.

Spastic,
with a wet dick,
where I went,
was beyond me.

Time returns,
lust burned,
emotions yearn,
for more than this.

Faded

I've seen the old barn,
mandala faded,
too much to be maintained.

I've seen the old men,
spirits faded,
too much to be maintained.

I've seen things,
come and go,
rarely to be renewed.

I've seen us,
differently,
and find I don't remember you.

I've seen the old barn,
fall apart when no ones' looking,
time will tell,
how well maintained,
our relations stand,
as is or built anew.

Was I?

Were you lonely last night,
because I was.
Did you want someone near you,
because I did.
Did you have trouble sleeping,
because I did.

Looking out my hotel window,
miles away from home,
rain, wind, people scattering,
makes me feel alone.

Disconnected,
busy work,
no rest for the weary,
sometimes it hurts.

Have you

Can I have you,
when no one wants you,
It'll be untrue,
because I do.

Don't care where you've been,
how you are right now,
as long as where you're going,
is with me.

My poetry wasn't about you,
it was about me,
which was about you.

Your choices weren't about me,
they were about you,
which was about me.

Can't you see it doesn't matter,
what is mine or what is yours,
we isn't either you or I,
It is us, I serves you, I the latter.

I'm With You

Even though I don't know where you are,
I'm there with you.
Even though you don't know where I am,
I'm there with you.
Even though you can't speak to me,
I'm there with you.
Even though I want so desperately to speak to you,
I'm there with you.
Even though I wonder if you care,
I'm there with you.
Even though you wonder if I care,
I'm there with you.
Even though I think of you when I'm sad,
It is because it makes me happy,
Even though you didn't know these things,
I'm with you.

Now now

Now,
miles away from where I was,
weeks away from where I was,
with due consideration,
no celebration,
but realization,
all that distance,
all that time,
still the same,
now.

Ergo Ego

This wonderful experience,
based on you,
it was me,
I believe.

Not who I was,
not who I am,
all the same,
It is good to know.

I was happy,
I am happy,
I will be happy,
happy ego doesn't exist.

Today I...

Today I hate you,
having to do it for myself,
baby sick and I have to work,
have to do it by myself.

Today I hate you,
awaking all alone,
ecstasy by myself,
have to do it by myself.

Today I hate you,
up early to make the time,
got to get into work,
have to do it by myself.

Today I hate you,
no kisses, no hugs, no love,
because no one needs me,
have to do it by myself.

Don't Know No

Don't want to hear about,
your new friends,
as I used to be,
one of them.

Don't want to know about,
your troubles,
since I became,
one of them.

Can't have sinner without sin,
or laughter without the fool,
now I just have lovers without the love,
empty memories of you.

Don't want to know, no.
Don't want to know.
Don't want to know,
where your heart now goes.

Don't want to know about,
the fun you've been having,
can't be glad for you just yet,
my heart beats on but I'm saddened.

Don't want to forget,
I met you when I was alone,
tried my best to put you first,
myself is all I'd ever known.

Can't stay and be happy,
cut your losses and be strong,
too much to hope,
you'll ever admit you're wrong.

Don't want to know, no.
Don't want to know.
Don't want to know,
where your heart now goes.

What Will You Do Now?

Knowing death is certain,
knowing the time of death is uncertain,
what will you do now?

A Moment Friend...

A moment,
if you please,
a moment,
all the ego needs,
a moment,
friend,
a moment,
weekend message,
a moment,
somehow lessoned,
unshared,
ego turns inward,
for a moment,
is no friend.

Temptation

Simple banter,
shared expression,
pleasant distraction,
temptation,
in an offer,
simple,
shared,
pleasant,
tempting.

Close Enough

Matched colors,
happenstance,
shirts,
from the same time,
and place,
close enough,
to humor me,
the mere idea,
unashamed,
and on purpose,
perhaps not,
but I'll pretend.

Our Song?

Looking for the key,
the little things.

Sentimental pressure points,
where the balance is tipped,
pivot point,
for a life together.

If we could find a way,
walk a mile,
in my shoes,
I walk the line,
got my own song,
others sang it for me,
before me,
but it was my song,
maybe.

Wanting

Wanting,
to bury myself in you.

Restraint,
with a hug and a kiss,
makes the longing,
sweet torture,
gathered,
for one day,
when I,
can vent my release.

Pains me

Pains me to see you,
pains me to leave you,
each visit,
self-inflicted,
less painful,
knowing,
I've survived before,
makes it easier,
to believe,
I can,
do it again.

Realizing

Realizing,
how you were afraid,
to speak your mind,

how many times,
did you speak,
to others of it?

Of your plans,
to confront me,

and never do so,

you left,
unhappy,

because,
you never tried.

Unrecognized Longing

Do you miss,
those who went before you?
Remember them,
and the tale they tell.

Contrasting,
You are still able,
to love.

Ghosts longing,
for the chances,
you may never take.

Nether whispers,
suggest your fate.

Warnings,
to live,
to take,
take and give,
mistake,
and forgive.

These things,
they call to you.

Breathe,
you can breathe,
play the violin,
before they play it,
for you.

Spread your arms,
welcome life!

Let your life,
trumpet loudly!

Herald your death,
as a welcome rest!

May the years seem long,
before your final notes,
are authored.

Matched set

Words,
like in a dream,
easily forgotten.
What time is it,
time to move on.

No longer lonely,
but waking alone,
time to change,
repair,
that which is broken,
fix,
myself up.

For we had,
a matching set,
of two.
Now you have you,
and I have I,
one each.
Matching pillows.

Hold tight,
dear pillow,
supplicant,
for a king sized bed,
for a place to lie my head,
for rest,
perchance to dream,
to hope,
for someone,
to make the bed,
with me,
still in it.

The Way

The coward's way,
too hard,
so just give up.

The fool's way,
not remembering,
tricked again.

The callous way,
not caring,
not worth being cared for.

The thinker's way,
not knowing,
judging they are right.

The lover's way,
understanding
the coward,
forgiving
the fool,
careing
for the unworthy,
faith
without judgement.

Do. You.

Do you remember the bed,
When it was warm,
Do you?

Do you remember my arms,
Still warm.
Do you?

Do you remember,
I still love you,
Do you?

Do,
You remember?
My heart is still warm.
Do.
You!

Yours For the asking,
Do.

Empty picture frame

Got an empty picture frame,
which you can see,
I use to keep a picture,
of someone that meant,
the world to me.

Got an empty picture frame,
you've noticed, I see,
what you may have never known,
its because,
I keep that picture with me.

Folded lines,
don't detract,
from the times,
or memories.
Sad loneliness,
obscures the viewing,
much more than that.

Got an empty picture frame,
got no one to honor,
got an empty heart,
much to my horror.

Got a chocolate candy bar,
keep it just in case,
it tempts me,
as i wait for you,
as the picture frame,
awaits.

Who did you give your time to?

Where did you spend your time?
Where did you waste your days?
Did you not know of your crime?
Not knowing to give what can't be saved.

Time doesn't exist,
but doesn't listen to that,
we don't exist ,
so we exist in fact.

What did you care to try for?
Who did you dare love?
Why didn't you try to forgive?
When did all fall to love?

Rusting

No knight,
in shining armor,
my defenses,
all rusted.

Chinks
in my armor,
no love,
where lust is.

Strange,
when friends,
become strangers.

Stranger still,
that we,
can accept it.

Want to Be Worthy

I want to be worthy
of red roses
I want to be told
of red roses
promises
of recognition

I want tears
to wash away
the pain
not to be
harbingers
of storms
unspent

I want those
that miss me
to tell me
so then
the missing
is changed

I never
wanted anything
materialistic
as much
as I want
this things

Up on a pedestal

Wasn't your fault,
I put you on a pedestal,
to admire.

Wasn't my fault,
when you started to fall,
I'd desire.

Who is to blame,
knowing blame doesn't help,
is a lesson long,
long in the coming,
knowing faults doesn't help,
there's nothing wrong,
with mistakes regretted,
forgiveness,
so easy to obtain.

I have loved you,
and thus still do,
can't control you,
and thus still do.
I am just like you,
and thus still do,
love you

Nothing sacred

Didn't bring them home,
Like home was sacred.
Didn't bring them home,
desecrated your temple,
just the same.

Seconds

Who was second?
When I made you first?
Ten times as much love
wouldn't have changed
what it was worth.

Choice is first.
love before now,
not worth more,
knowing love before,
doesn't less love now.

Who was second?
When I made you first?
Ten times as much love,
wouldn't have changed,
what you were worth.

Where do all the tears come from?
And when done,
where do they go?
Who controls them?
And how do i hurt them?
I think they must know you,
must be a friend of yours,
some sympathetic mission,
supporting you not me.

Who was second?
When I made you first?
Ten times as much love,
wouldn't have changed,
what I was worth.

Drinkin'

Whiskey sours
after hours
lack of rest must
mean I'm wicked
no lack of comfort
if you mean southern
ice melts
falling in place
while my needs
evade me still

Fuel for You

You can't blow out a fire,
even when passion's flames,
have died down,
long slow burning,
crimson embers,
brightening with your breath,
should you come close,
and farther away,
the heat,
can still be felt.

Sounds Like Laughter

Unwrapping chocolate,
sounds like laughter.

Dharma DJ

Don't believe in sin,
but do believe you're guilty,
don't you know we must be,
the change we want to see,
made in the world.

pain takes time to mend,
and it pains me you're so busy,
don't you know we must be,
we change the us that is we,
swines examining pearls.

So here I sit again,
can't you see you hurt me,
don't you know we must be,
I change you and you change me,
anitya is our world.

Closer To The Truth

You can't keep pictures,
to keep your friends closer,
thinking of them,
they'll never know.

Pictures,
don't mean they are near,
only works in death,
even then,
not so well.

Pictures,
Longing and fondness,
no replacement,
for closer.

Pictures,
emotional responses,
in isolation,
they hear nothing.

Pictures,
are a reminder,
to take time,
to get closer.

Examined Life

Didn't know,
that finding yourself,
involved,
finding a piece of ass,
or,
being one.

So,
busy changing,
your life,
needed distractions,
when,
do you find the time?

Never answered,
why,
references,
without explainations,
could it be,
the why,
didn't matter?

Dark and Sticky

You would think,
after years,
of love,
the time,
between the new,
would be,
a ratio,
of how much,
love was lost.

At a loss,
of words,
at a loss,
of love,
at a loss,
of control,
at a loss,
of love.

I'll Let You Go

Because we aren't saying,
anything,
I'll let you go.

I called because,
I don't know,
I'll let you go.

Past are memories,
knowing,
I'll let you go.

What I wanted,
not now,
I'll let you go.

Where longing,
music box,
reminds me,
happy,
sad memories,
you and me,
happy memories,
thinking,
of you,
but no me,
regret,
where happiness stood,
I guess,
I'll let you go.

I Miss You Everyday

Just thought about how the obvious,
Is overlooked by the best of us,
And things left unsaid,
Often are misread.

Else before I say anything,
We speak on everything,
Let me just say,
I miss you every day.

Where Are You?

Where are you?
Do other's arms keep you?
Where are you?
Why don't you answer my call?
Where are you?
Is my need not strong enough?
Where are you?
How can my desire not be felt?
Where are you?
Demons plague me,
Mortality comes after me,
am I not worthy,
to know,
Where are you?

Not A Poet on Cravings

Waited,
too long,
to eat.

The drink,
all the more potent,
quiets any hunger,
but not my appetite.

A Thousand Plus Miles

(with great thanks to the Hoodoo Gurus)

Alone with all these people,
over a thousand miles away,

A happy call,
concluded unhappily.

Silence,
that said everything.

Made something,
feel like nothing.

Wednonsense

Flights,
of fancy.

Too expensive,
to entertain.

Instead,
plain truth.

Affords,
reflection.

Tuesday's Forget Me Not

I missed you,
so tried to see,
if what they say is true,
and ate chocolate,
lots of chocolate,
to see if,
I felt your love,
or not when I was done.

Although pleasant distraction,
it was by no comparison,
equal to you.

The Day My Heart Stood Still

I thought of waiting,
to see if you would call,
before I did.

I'll show you mine,
if you show me yours,
childish games.

who knew,
I simply longed,
for your call,
to not let you know,
I missed you.

How long,
does the faithful wait?
Forever!