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ANOTHER PAGE
Sometimes I feel really mellow
and it seems as though all
the world
is going in my favor
but sometimes a vast fury
sets siege
on my heart
and I shiver and grit my teeth
Hatred and ignorance take a bite
out of me
I feel the pain of despair
as the vast
nothingness
begins to decimate my soul
I feel that there is no meaning
to this
futile life
My poetry does not always
seem to matter
I can write thoughts that
swirl thru a roller coaster
of emotion
but it won’t feel so great
My creation does not always
make me feel majestic
sometimes there is no splendor
and no magic
I just feel like writing for
the sake
of writing
or because I don’t know what
else to do
These emotions will churn thru
roaches
empty beer cans and torn out
notebook
pages
Love will make a brief appearance
as I ponder the depths of my soul
A sweet kiss will brighten my day
But
I still feel unfulfilled
The power of truth has made
itself
felt
but I still feel pessimistic
Life is burning on and I wonder
why
or I wonder why I haven’t hopped
aboard yet
Life is leaving the dock and I’m not
even aboard
the ship
The anchors are pulled up and
life sails away
I stand in the port and curse at
Myself
I pull out notebooks and tear out
bitter manifestos
another page has been written
but
my hand has not held the pen
Destiny is not always in my own hands
Various powers write out my will
and lay out blueprints for the rest
of my life
I am left with a slip of paper telling me
what occupation I’d be best at
but
it doesn’t seem right
I tear up the slip and ignore
guidance
counselors
I throw away military pamphlets
and ignore all professors and experts
There’s no purpose for me to go
to war with dolphins over ownership
of the sea
I reckon the dolphins need it
more than I
I shall allow them to retain
their ocean in return for free
navigation
throughout the seven seas
it certainly seemed like a good
deal to me
I try to avoid situations
of war
I feel few urges for violence
though my heart throbs so wildly
I can not very easily control
the rage in my heart
It’s not something that will easily
Diminish
I have to let the mustangs
and buffalo
roam freely
I feel no need to imprison
harmless creatures
to masturbate my ego to greater heights
I feel that all the wild creatures
shall be able
to roam freely unless they steal food
from my mouth
or rip flesh from my body
There seems to be a need for
me to find something new
I’ll have to look in the sky
and
see what the heavens hold for me
I believe there must be some sort
of heaven
I certainly hope there is
I can’t find any meaning in hollow
Satanists
and senseless acts of violence
I will not fall in the illusion
of cheap whores and rolling papers
unfilled
It really doesn’t matter very much
to me
I don’t really understand some of
this lunacy
The violence and decay is beneath
my feet
I shall allow it to go on in my
heart
as it can not sink my spirit
I’ll isolate it in the darkest depths
of my heart
and nurture it to health
No use in pretending it doesn’t exist
I’ll just have to harness it and use it
for creation
eventually I’ll be able to create
my own
little peace
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