it has mostly been handled. i prickly situation as you all understand, though things are going well. a new man in the house helped things greatly.

"She falls asleep and I watch her to my surprise she is smiling. "

beautiful man. really great.

thanks for the read.

dedicated to my little sister, who has to shovel her way through the same hell i did when i was her age.

***
keep hanging on
maybe one day you might learn somethin'

i wish i could tell you what

i guess its about time we get dressed
stand up, stand slow and cautious

don't bump your head on the light
it hangs so low these days
though not nearly as bright

looking through the window like
you knew exactly what to say
i know you didn't-

didn't want to know,
in any case

i washed my eyes and my mouth
watched you strut in borrowed silence

hid quickly from the clock
dashes of blood red intrusion
quartz crystal enumerating our happiness

we stood so proud
when no one was looking
now open that door-
you step first, you know the condition-
act like you don't know they see you
see the black and blue tinge
that we've known as "love" and
"family"

well, science is pretty reserved to the fact that the universe is infinite. when you throw an infinite variable into the mix, it pretty much guarantees that we can never know EVERYTHING.

also, too look at it scientifically, name one period of time when we felt we had complete understanding over something and were right. :P

air isnt incomprehensible anymore. thats why its no longer in the realm of faith.

im not christian. i am generally against organized religion, but i still understand that faith is very important.

my ONLY definition of god(or whatever word you put to it) is that god is everything we cant know.

humans strive to understand everything, which is a goal that, by definition, can never be reached. the only way to embrace what we dont understand is faith.

oh, doesnt that suck. :(

not the poem, but the situation.

great write.

i know what is going on here. i know
ex ACTLY
what it is you want.

heh. no.
nonono.
you think I
have the answers?

please.

without such ambiguity
i dont know if i could BREATHE
let alone concede your little(oh
how so little)victories.

cause, well, maybe i could
find a common ground
for us to lay our little, heh,
'intricacies' upon.

maybe i could forgive you.
maybe i could find a reason to
interperet what you call 'compassion'
as anything but YET

another reason
for wide-eyed time
brain dead
or seconds upon hours
feigning sleep
so others think im
at peace.

"You lied to me, feed me
what you thought I wanted
to hear. All I wanted
from you was the truth
and that was it."

great write. intelligent use of meter. powerful message i can relate too.

oh. and chin up. guys are douchebags. most of em anyways. but not all.

some talent here, eh? :D

things like this make me upset.

what are we teaching our kids by cutting arts programs in schools?

this is a beautiful piece, and to the writer im sure it was a much needed release.

why do we deny our kids that?

ahh sorry, sort of off topic. great write.

the greater the risk, the greater the reward.

put yourself out on the highest limb, and you just might reach far enough.

good write, very wise.

maturity at any given age is a stereotype.

which means it might not be true, because we all know how generalizations turn out.

granted, there IS a reason they became stereotypes in the first place, and on something like a dating site. well.

it is usually the safest bet.

i have 35 year old friends who play video games and work at walmart. and here i am, 22, teaching high school and a self-employed percussion instructor with my own house and car, and paying for my own school.

go figure. :P

haha nice.

stream of thought. lyrical. beat.
call it what you like, here it goes.

***

Huh? oh, IVE got rhythm.

we do it nightly, oh.

we
gonna

take a minute, hey.

no, i dont dance (well)
but
i can lay down my chronic dispassion
like so many forsale signs.

we gon' bring it back, oh.

syncopations and sympathies
work it like its (actually,
not at all) the last dance party
in the grand old Nap'.

don' be
a
fraid

ill take
a
chance.

one little chance.

jus' one.

and
alluvasudden
the music stops and
the explosions start.

hey, a queen size bed ain't
best used for sleepin', no.

understand you do
cry.
do you understand?

____there_____
___isnt_______
__time._______
______________
__isnt there?_


***

try it.

okay, this isnt the original formatting, but forums dont like white space. if you are interested in this piece, send me a message and ill send you the real .txt.

maybe i bumped my head

maybe
i

Champions of silence trudging
velvet slippers (oh, they're ruined now)


we watch in wonder
amusement
amazement
indifference

Content.

Did I ever say
That the way you look lets me breathe?

We all see they’re watching you
And if i were them id watch you too


The only part I know is the ‘we’
The rest of the text seems nonsense

But that’s all I care about


Still
I
Swim
in

schoolwork
family
(HATE)
love
convocations to make sure my train
doesn’t steer from their tracks


I think we both know its too late for that.

And you know how much I wish I could sing
My words and my keys
Seem so futile to me

Id only sing of you.

Roses are red and violets are blue but I don’t give a **** about anything
if im not with you- the cliché got us all wrong, so lets grab onto
masquerades of crazies and not let em tell us
who
we
are.

And I know that im not you
And its alright
Cause I wouldn’t have it any other way

This is everything
(EVERYthing)
that I feel.

You aren’t my world-
You are my window to it.

You aren’t my life-
You are my reason for living it.

You aren’t my God-
You are my messiah.

Blasphemy saved us so much
Now its time I offer something back
Cause we three know its not
Some blessed trinity.


This is me? you?

No.


This is us.

wow. quite a write here. overall the voice used to express the holiday cheer feels...incomplete. not in a bad way, in a way that keeps the reader from truly being cheerful about it, which is what, i think, you goal was.

beautiful. sad, but gorgeous.

haha nice.

insightful. some original ideas. very good job.