It digs a hole to me
Passage, a walk of death
Fear compelling steps to be
Quick, increasing like your breath.
Is he scary as is told?
Walk forth, you'll see, be bold.
Shaking now, a chilling air
You want to stop, but say no
Few steps more, fright to bear,
In my web, you'll know, just go.
8-1-04
Engorge not a lonely man
Of filling morsels chewed for a plan
Bit through pipe to find a sad place
Now staying there, using as a base.
Wallow with aliment and regret
Sad human, always a fret
Can't even sit upright
Love, I'm done, I've lost the fight.
7-31-04
Mock laugh disgrace
Spite my slow pace
Pain prod poke my heart
Play a different part
Moisture holds possible
My future washes improbable
Take it, no matter
My future! atop a ladder
I'll have it
The suit will fit.
You like boys and girls 7-30-04
Your girlfriend
Compared to me a Goddess
Her for me?
Only a fool likes to this progress
You deserve her
Gorgeous, a usual match
Still I want you
Shouldn't hurt, but I need a patch.
7-24-04
Smile creeping up my face
In my eyes it takes its place
Fourteen months of cold disgrace
Retreat with ever rapid pace.
Sinister it might seem to thee
Only an expression of utmost glee
Control myself, it might not spree
Becoming what I wish it be.
Still the smile controls the feeling
Disappiontment my mood won't be
stealing.
He makes me smile
Upturns the corners of my mouth
Chuckle escapes slack jaw
Eyes brighter than ever saw
I beam at his person
Showing teeth like a dunce
Can't help but grin
Glowing will never end.
8-8-04
Asking this of matter
Was it too quick?
Speak again or my
Actions will be deemed sick
You are required
Or I, is it?
To stay around here
Petition; don't quit.
Unsure of our dealings
No wish to scare you away
But I want to see if it's love
Call me on the 'morrow day.
8-8-04
You touched me
And I shivered with calm
I felt thee
'Twas like a bomb
This explosion
Rattling reality til ruin
Searched solution
Now in my heart's den.
8-4-04
A pattern woven sleepily
Defines a walkway bare
Giving room, forward apart
Unthoughts imagine, I dare.
Seeing the path as anything but
Run to shelter away
Along my own lines I travel
It's my choice to stay.
8-3-04
Maybe I'll be
In my right mind
This time, again comes
My emotions grind.
Between the places
Sought to avoid
I hug the filth
Rationale deployed.
Crazed for calm
I frantically sit
To be contented
Covered in grit.
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