I really must think you for suggesting this duel
your words are serving as creative fuel
for a flame I once felt was on its way to dying
soon may be large enough for elephant frying
Egads! you've affected me with your rhymes, I'm stopping that -right- now.
Incidentally, if anyone has followed us this far into our world
perhaps we should offer them the chance to make it their own.
Inside my mind I am often alone
and would more than cherish the chance to share it with many.
Emailing text to my email address
will more than likely get your own section added here
and perhaps, soon we can take over the world
all from within the hidden corners of my mind.
I smile as a spider in the corner of my room
gets drunk on the herbal essence of my hair.
Perhaps my world may seem violent and cynical
I've been jaded by too many heartaches for 22 years
and it's sad that it's probably only the beginning.
So if I seem on edge and if I seem distracted by pain
it's because I am.
People bend my heart until it breaks and all the pizza
in the world may never fix that completely.
I write in yellow when I'm depressed,
I write in black pen when I'm happiest,
I write in gray at times like these.
If my cynicism gets to you, if you're wanting to reach out and
fix my outlook
to make me realize that it's not all bad
you're wasting time. I realized that long ago.
I do receive letters with my junk mail from time to time.
I watch from the circle I've been placed in
and think of everything that might be happening.
I think of thousands of people watching thousands of
dollars worth of fireworks exploding into nothing,
then think of thousands of mouths that could have been fed.
I think of picnics with so much food that most is thrown out,
then think of a table with nothing.
I think of the world, I wish I could think happy thoughts.
Today it's just not working.
Happy 4th.
Independence.
breeds.
confusion.
and ash.