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Ode To The Wise ManThe day my grandfather died I went into the backroom of his Basement, his workshop of tools. Sitting on the bench, by itself, A big, square box with a rusty Lock on it. It was unlocked like Always. It was the tool box he always Carried around with him. Everywhere he went. The box looked lonely, quiet.Ode To The Wise Man
When I peaked inside I found a variety of Tools. Nothing was clean or neat. Rather They where dirty and slightly unorganized. Many were old, yet comforting and warm at the same Time. I smiled, then cried alittle as I Starred at them starring back at me. &n
by ~deadphish
The Birds Will PickCarving out the heart hurtsThe Birds Will Pick
Without a knife - they like that. It makes me weary and weak. Now if you drain these viens Of the waterfall that circulates I will wither like a dead flower Left out in the sun to dry up and crumble. The scavengers will have their way With whatever is left of me.
by ~deadphish
Blur These Lines (Revised)I keep this skull open for you to observe So you can peer into the madness of me. You can hear the perpetual Beating of this heart attached to The sinal cord, the central system. The diluted blood in this body Pours out of every open wound That only you can heal With the softest touch of your hand And the softest touch of your lips Inlocked over mine. And with the gentle sound of your voice I bellow out incomplete thoughts Trying to describe my madness And you stifle them so i can breathe.Blur These Lines (Revised)
by ~deadphish
They Won't Find Us...Shall my mind just be consumed With the thought of you? And only that? I'm catatonic in spite of my movement I'm standing here with you running past me and These winter streams seem too cold for me And the spring leaves seems so far You seem so far Would it be better if i ran? Stuck my hand out and told you to hold on? We're leaving this place Just so i can stare into your faceThey Won't Find Us...
And when i lay next to you i can watch you As you sleep, and i wont be able to sleep Because i cant waste a minute of this With you here To hear my silent talking The
by ~deadphish
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- Current Residence: Coventry, CT
- Interests: my love, reading, writing, poetry, music, photography, partyin, friends
- Favourite movie: American Beauty
- Favourite band or musician: Sublime, Elliott Smith, Thursday, Deftones, Pink Floyd, Nick Drake, Tool, Phish, Disco Biscuits
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- Favourite artist: Vincent Van Gogh, Alex Grey
- Favourite poet or writer: Sylvia Plath
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lover, now that you've left me,
I'm glad you're unlovely.
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When enthusiasm is driven by confidence any goal can be attained
-Robert E. Regent
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lover, now that you've left me,
I'm glad you're unlovely.
Regards,
James
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