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Reality Sets In

In your world of insanity

you think you have tripped

over a pebble

To look down

and see

That your feet

were not even touching

the ground

When you realize

you have fallen

from the ladder.

 

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My Guitar

The music

which warms

my heart

Is echoed off

the guitar that was

once played

But now sits

in a corner

and feels the lonliness

of deaf ears

A broken string

snaps

at the empty air

and fades

quietly away.

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Pain

Pain

Pain

I'll show you pain

Pain from within

within the place

that traps the soul

I'm ready

I can love you

to the heavens

begin to smile.

 

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(untitled)

If at the moment of conception our life becomes not our own. 

What do we become, but the skin of another, whichs turns to waste.

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MYSTRO

MYSTRO

 

 



note 
bounced
a sound
strung
along a key
from a string
of a trumpet
echoing laughter
of the voices
played
a song sung
by the third row
horn section
clapping words
as the notes

go dancing on by.

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I Don't Know How It Goes

I Don't Know How It Goes

 

 

What do I write about?
The story of my life!
I don't know how it goes, do you?
It's a matter of question to you and me to ponder on.
This side of eternity once given is true........or false in ones perception of it all.
Do you remember or is it I've forgotten in all this distraction freely given, to what ends I do not know.
Make believe is what it is I think. It's here in one moment and gone in the next.
How could it be anything other than
Games, we all play them, in hopes to gain some more of it.
Of, 'it'!, whats 'it'?
Life I said. Don't you remember?
or have you forgotten what it is, what it's all about.
I'll tell you what, lets make believe that I am you, and you are me.
Okay now, tell me about your life.
I don't know how it goes, I've forgotten you.
        
             Copyright 2018 by RW Erskine