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Kindness



I see a match in my thoughts

Clear as the days ago

A little flint to spark the crash

To open the eternal flow

The kindness in the nation

Gets hidden beneath the steps

Caress the fallen sparrow's wing

Sleep upon his breast

Jump like growling victims

Closed up within a cube

Take the thought that does rhyme

And pull it through the tube

I prefer to act upon the thought

At a later time of hope

Push it out into the world

Let it roam around and mope

The kindness of a caring man

Gets hidden behind his eyes

Close my own to try new vision

Warm hands cannot tell lies

Within this land there are rules

Each different from creation

He thinks at night in frozen breath

He tries another station

The kindness of a stranger

Changes vibes into suspicion

Focus hard on fallen days

And travel through the mission





The Secret Tree
 

I find that when I land on new ground,

My feet lift up and down.

Angry voices have woken up, sleeping overtime.

Resting is not a sin if it fits today's wind.

Speak in foreign chimes to be decoded;

And respectively lash out at the speaker.

Over apples pour white rice,

Yellow pictures crowd the walls,

Nobody sees the times you lied.

Mountains spreadeagle picture perfectly,

As painted in a storybook;

Crisp and green, dark and naked.

Sister, why'd you never come?

I waited at the secret tree,

Where on snow filled cracks spirits slept;

But of this vision I found none,

So off again I run run run.

Oh my gosh the storm did triumph,

So I don't know why I did come.

I Saw a Past Lover

I see the paper before me
I cannot read it
It haunts me as it lies
"I should" is what I hear
"Why"? is what I cry
Comfort I do need
Tonight's state is depression
Tonight is becoming the norm
And I fight But I am weak
For the fight means to hold To hold and not go deeper
Which I do not
But nor do I get better
And it is suppose to create
Create something
I feel lazy
I feel depressed about being lazy
I feel insecure
 I feel depressed about my insecurities
I have no money
No money because I was foolish
I have a boyfriend
I love my boyfriend
My boyfriend loves me
But I feel like a burden
He does not make me feel like a burden
I do it to myself
I saw a past lover at the bar tonight
He wanted me
He wanted me because I was there
It was not me he wanted
He was lonely
 Anyone would have sufficed But maybe that is not true
Maybe he is in love
In love with the idea of me
Today I find I understand him
I understand why he runs
Part of me feels like running
Running from my lover
 Not due to lack of love
 Due to it being so hard
So hard to change
And I need to change
I am depressed
If I change I won't be depressed I hope
I pray

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