Old Poems

I found this today. It's something I have written. It is dated June 6, 2008.

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Afterthought I

Spread eye wandering through clouds and trees
A blanket of color washing over me
A serpent in my hair,
A poison in my brains,
The fear spread out all over me.

The inescapable truth
Dead center
In the middle of my stare
The black TV on the maple dresser against the blank white wall

Black box of distyopia,
America’s reality.

Our empire is falling down
Down, down.
Our empire is falling down.


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Afterthought I applies to today: I have known all along how evil and sick and wasteful existence is. And today I feel the towers of life crumbling down and falling onto me, suffocating and smashing my bones with every ounce of their heavy heavy heavy weight. I feel like I could evaporate today. I could just become nothing. I could live in a shell or my head. And no one would understand.


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And then I also found this poem. Dated January 31, 2008...


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liar
in my right eye
like a rat chewing a hole through my walls

i feel so seedy here
i feel classless decay

kick me in the teeth when i get home
it's the nightly routine
i come back from a day of learning
trapped between here and there
it seems this house is where i belong
but only on the papers
only for the mail man to deliver to this address