Place x and y variables
On opposite sides
Of an advanced problem.
Add novelty and desperation
and the equation is unbalanced,
But all you need to do
Is subtract attraction
To divide both sides
Before they multiply.
There should be no remainders.
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Ex Plus Why
The value of ex plus why is often negative.
It wasn't that we stopped getting along,
But we so rarely came in together.
I was late when you were early,
and I was playing when you were resting,
So either I can syncopate my life for you,
Or we can never hear from each other again.
Saturday, February 16, 2013
In the Keeping
Secrets swell in the keeping.
Sometimes someone sniffs them out,
But there is nothing that does not turn.
Nothing can grow as big as the world,
and all things forgotten dry up.
Some secrets don't need digging for,
Now that they are just more dirt.
Sometimes someone sniffs them out,
But there is nothing that does not turn.
Nothing can grow as big as the world,
and all things forgotten dry up.
Some secrets don't need digging for,
Now that they are just more dirt.
The Breath of the Past
Two decades of my life were brisk,
and they blew by,
One day never having a scent of the next,
Or a clue about the last,
But now the breath of the past
Blows cold upon my back.
I can't move so fast,
But perhaps if I remember, I'll adapt.
and they blew by,
One day never having a scent of the next,
Or a clue about the last,
But now the breath of the past
Blows cold upon my back.
I can't move so fast,
But perhaps if I remember, I'll adapt.
Friday, February 15, 2013
Straw
She is a straw in a great well of love and nature,
The spirit world's ambassador,
None and all may travel with her.
She is an astral commuter.
Unheard and deeply understood,
Rejected and deeply beloved,
To describe her is to gift-wrap a flower,
A noble and futile gesture.
The spirit world's ambassador,
None and all may travel with her.
She is an astral commuter.
Unheard and deeply understood,
Rejected and deeply beloved,
To describe her is to gift-wrap a flower,
A noble and futile gesture.
Thursday, February 14, 2013
Get Right
Get going, get over, get traction, get up.
Hang tight, hang loose, hang out, hang tough.
Hold on, hold steady.
Keep it level, keep on trucking,
Keep your head up, keep your stick on the ice,
Shake it off, Shake it out.
Shake it.
Unhitch the trailer.
Get right.
Hang tight, hang loose, hang out, hang tough.
Hold on, hold steady.
Keep it level, keep on trucking,
Keep your head up, keep your stick on the ice,
Shake it off, Shake it out.
Shake it.
Unhitch the trailer.
Get right.
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Weapon of Choice
It might be some silly tradition you've
had
Since you were four years young.
It might be a vice that you know you
should quit,
Which makes it twice as fun.
It might be friends you don't deserve
Who let you talk too long,
Or some catchy, third-rate,
number-twenty,
Upbeat little song
That came out seven years ago
and you just heard it now.
It only matters that you fight back.
I don't think it matters how.
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