Stay right here
Gathering all the thoughts that we’ve left behind
And never leave
Never leave though the water looks so inviting
And the split in my breastbone
Couldn’t cause me to spare a single wandering breath

You look at me anxiously:
Do you see flickering or nothing?
Just never leave
For I would shed you a salty tear
Just to see you smile again
And the blood in my sinuses--
I was always running from a fighting chance to be

So say a prayer--
Sing a prayer for sleep
For the time that you couldn't sing
Was the time that you found yourself
Faultering
Floundering
Wondering when this would ever end.

Sing A Prayer

Let's say you find a way to codify the mind
Do your best to braggadocio
Make a graph to get the goodly smells
To get smashed to this show
Because you have some ways that you use
To make this memory track to tape
Got 'em showing up with no pants to the pussy game

But is it what you wanted it to be?
Isn't it?

So now, it's time to deliberate
It's a ghastly goal to move the posts
Tailored to your want-game
Where you want the game
It's a ghastly goal.
It's a kind of test how we've gotta wait so long
And pretend it's a part to play
To look at yourself.

Making the time...
Do you get the goods you desire?
That is your crime
Does it matter all the time
That you get what you wanted?
But isn't it already just what you wanted?
Time to look at yourself.

Just what you wanted:
A smile from your eyes when you realize
You made that thing happen
And it's just what you wanted,
But somehow it's not the same anymore!
So now it's time to deliberate
And choose your fate forever.
It's a kind of test how we always wait so long
Before we open up the shell
And look at yourself.

Deliberate

In joining your world
Unfamiliar but resembling mine
There are places you could go I could not find
And it's insanity time
When I walk into doors of following
You are different but still I am wondering if that's just a paper sack or a duffel bag holding all of your darkest secrets that you must keep from me.
It's a shame you can't pluck a dollar from it
Spilling forth, it's a real novella narrative.

Doors of Following

When she came to me
I was in my miseries.
It was a springtime decline
I looked up and she was so fine.
Flowering
Doing that thing like a time-lapse forest
It made my days go by so slow
But it's a shallower story
Wake up and touch me
It was just a madrigal.

"If you want to be
In this cherry tree my life,
Then you've got to be
Good to me.
If you want to be
In the VIP,
Give it to me."

But it's a shallower story
Wake up and fuck me
It was just a madrigal.
Don't make it more than it should be
And jettison solid rocket boosters when you're high enough.

I didn't mean to get your hopes so high
Waving goodbye
And now we tumble through the stratosphere
Then we splashdown and cheer.

Madrigal

I almost didn’t want to write this letter, because the silence was almost too perfect a soundtrack for the words we did not speak, as we had not spoke.

Can’t you hear it? Hear its howl? It is the coldness that breathes through us all. Won’t you meet it? You’ll never be alone -- It is a gleeful voice: It neither stirs nor comforts, it never sleeps, always watching, and when you wake from your delirium, do not attempt a gaze malaise to fall asleep upon looking him in the eyes. “We’ve come so far!”
But the price we paid was never important, so much as all the time we spent to get there. Nothing could compare to this sad sound only made by two -- and you, you should know it all began with you... And that’s how it ended.

And now we’re shifting in and out of gears. We wrote a song that no-one hears. I could have sworn that I’ve met with this specter before. Most repugnant friend, victim ‘til the end. “Before you say it, think twice!” It seemed like such good advice. And now I always play nice, creating counterfeit conversations, guaranteed to suck the soul straight out of your nose.

NO!
DON’T LEAVE ME!
STAY AWAY!

If you give too much, I will be forced to leave you behind, and if you shy away, there will be things that you can’t find. In this life, you can make memories, precious memories. And you can try to make these memories precious memories.

Dirges in Mijor

Spreadsheet numbers
Add them up, they do not
Reflect this Mandelbrot
Such is why I could not take this job.

Five percent back
Sales not on track
While supplies last
You will not see anything else like this opportunity
Only one per household price is guaranteed
Hurry, for the picking is prime
Only for a limited time
Only for the offers inside
Surrendered at the time of redemption

Lost in instances
Lost in goodbyes
Stuck in entrances
Waiting around for some answer to my problems...

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Before we come to this conclusion, when it’s gone, what was it for? But to be lost in instances? Kassandra’s inferences waiting around for someone to heed the word, the wise: “When it’s gone, it will not return, but to be another thing that you do not deserve. The Earth -- it is divine. That’s the truth, and it's in you, and you can’t take it with you when you die. The offer had expired while we forgot we were alive to remember.”

When It's Gone

The mistral sings this song in spite of you.
It blows through my hair,
Past the threshold and stairs.

So cold,
These walls do not block the sting of a gust;
She will find a way inside,
And her judgment bares a weight on my spirits in time.
But to my surprise, it can make an old hurt new.

I could not see the way out of struggle.
Such is why I wallow in my troubles,
And the time that I wasted was in vain,
And that leaves me no-one else to blame...
But this memory takes hold,
And I'm left with such anger
And this life is so cold.

I've got nothing but these old bones
Holed up alone inside this home
It's so cold
And I still can't shake this memory!

Mistral

Come to me
Patiently
On restless dreams
Or nightmares following.
A moment here wasn't too soon,
And now I've got these memories to use.

The love we made
A Summer's day
Torn and frayed, your psyche.
You know I had a distaste for it
Enchanted place inside the forest.
You know I had a slight distaste for it
They left their trash inside the forest!

You know I can't be your fool forever,
And now I live inside you forever.

This taste I think part of you
The smell I can't forget it, too.
And so it shows the scars inside of you,
It shows all of the cuts in me too.

And you know that
You know I can't be your fool forever,
And now I live inside you forever.
And now it's time to let it go.

Memory

This softness grows so grey
And it's spreading everyday

Like spores floating on the wind,
I watched it all begin.
My bad thought domino takes control
And I've had enough
What I do visible;
Watch the minds outside cascading.
Falling honestly, I can see the turning has started
And the smell is rank as the grounds do shake and decay
As we fall away into...
COMMUNITY DISTASTE

One bad thought visible
Take control
Say you've had enough, the ground here is soft.
What you do powerful, just as much as what you say
And you can't chalk it up to
COMMUNITY DISTASTE

Falling honestly, I can see the hatred within me.
This darkness grows so grey
And it's spreading everyday.

Pinedale

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