Jason Deeds:
Learning to Breath
1/16/00
My bed so silent and dark.
Outside the wind and the night birds
Make their presense known.
Yet in my room
And in my bed
I lay
Engulfed with my silence
Listening so intently for
Proof of my own awareness
I lay there awake to reality
Yet asleep to life.
My body barely exists in
The darkness of my room
If it wasn't for the blanket
I may have not been able to
Feel my own body
Suddenly it comes to me...
A gasp
No...not yet...it was only a yawn...
I am never aware of it when alone...
Yet when I am next to your body
It becomes all too evident.
That I do breath.
Such a subtle and almost unimportant fact
I breath.
Yet when I am alone I never notice.
I breath,
And I live,
Yet when I am alone I never notice.
I breath
And I am awake
Yet with out you it holds little relivence.
I breath
And my life continues
Yet with out you it never seems to have existed
I breath and I am
I am
With out you I don't breath and...
And... I am not.
Mia Stringer:
I Believe
I believe for every drop of rain that falls
A flower grows
I believe that somewhere in the darkest night
A candle glows
I believe for everyone who goes astray
Someone will come to show the way
I believe, I believe
I believe above the strom the smallest prayer
Will still be heard
I believe that someone in the great somewhere
Hears every word
Everytime I hear a newborn baby cry
Or touch a leaf
Or see the sky
Then I know why, I believe.
Killing I Commit
I locked the door
threw away the key
scratching at the walls
wanting to be free
mutilating my body
pain more everyday
suffocating my soul
relentless in every way
Groveling in the darkness
the answer illudes me
calling for help
just let me be
but no I go
day in and out
torturing unconsciously
and no one is about
The secret I keep
the killing I commit
unkwon to all
death I am it.