Wednesday, March 01, 2006

poetry for the weary


there must be more than this
monotonous weeping of the mind.

Mind Game
11:59 pm

the world takes from me
what i do not own
what i cannot give
bleeding me
taking me whole


Sunburn
12:02 am

i saw you somewhere in the crowd
head bent in concentration, frowning
oblivious to the world
you were a sore thumb
in the midst of the confusion
i willed you to look my way
but i couldn't catch your eye
you were too caught up in yourself.


Duwag
12:11 am

i heard the news
saw the lines, watched the crowd
my mind paralyzed,
waiting for them to show themselves
and take us to the death
knowing that it was wrong
i took up the pen but never signed my name.




fairytalemaker dream walked at 10:48 pm

  

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