u/Cluelessandsexy

Their bathroom in perpetual shade
Near pictures of the family
My face not here
The darkest side of the house

Cool all year round
Overgrown bamboo
Shuts out the others
Chosen neglect

What gets left in the shade
Get's overlooked
Ignored at the dinner table
Anger is the only residue

As the others struggle to grow
Seemingly no mercy
Self absorption
Recycling the fat

The overachievers were chosen for compliance
Their concealment of hidden flaws
Their biggest feat yet

Their bathroom in perpetual shade
Near pictures of the family
My face not here
The darkest side of the house

Cool all year round
Overgrown bamboo
Shuts out the others
Chosen neglect

what gets left in the shade
Get's overlooked
Ignored at the dinner table
Anger is the only residue

As the others struggle to grow
Seemingly no mercy
Self absorption
recycling the fat

Yhe overachievers were chosen for compliance
Their concealment of hidden flaws
Their biggest feat yet

Their bathroom in perpetual shade
Near pictures of the family
My face not here
The darkest side of the house

Cool all year round
Overgrown bamboo
Shuts out the others
Chosen neglect

what gets left in the shade
Get's overlooked
Ignored at the dinner table
Anger is the only residue

As the others struggle to grow
Seemingly no mercy
Self absorption
recycling the fat

Yhe overachievers were chosen for compliance
Their concealment of hidden flaws
Their biggest feat yet

Their bathroom in perpetual shade
Near pictures of the family
My face not here
The darkest side of the house

Cool all year round
Overgrown bamboo
Shuts out the others
Chosen neglect

what gets left in the shade
Get's overlooked
Ignored at the dinner table
Anger is the only residue

As the others struggle to grow
Seemingly no mercy
Self absorption
recycling the fat

Yhe overachievers were chosen for compliance
Their concealment of hidden flaws
Their biggest feat yet

Sometimes I tell her what lives inside,
give me silence in reply

Other times speaks just to fill the air,
Saying nothing is easier to bear.

Just beginning to see
the truth that is haunting me:

I'm boring.
Want my space.
Don't dance beneath the lights,
or sing my heart into the night.
Don't play games,
Don't chase crowds,
Don't belong among the loud.

I don't want another chance
Just disappear when things get rough.
I don't want someone who turns away,
who has nothing left to say.

Not desire.
Not fever,
no flame,
no consuming fire.

I want to put my head to work
bury myself there,
until the hours disappear
and I no longer care.

Just work.
Just work.
Just one more day.

Even that has lost its way.

Because beneath the effort,
beneath every task,
A question I am afraid to ask:

Is this all there is
when the music is gone?

Standing here,
with nothing to say,
watching the meaning
drain out of the day.

So tell me the truth,
even if it tears

Why keep reaching
when nothing is there?

Why keep going
when the road feels through?

Why keep searching
when I can't find me or you

I can't even remember
what I was searching for,
or why I wanted it,
or who I thought
I would become?

Sometimes I tell her what lives inside,
give me silence in reply

Other times speaks just to fill the air,
Saying nothing is easier to bear.

Just beginning to see
the truth that is haunting me:

I'm boring.
Want my space.
Don't dance beneath the lights,
or sing my heart into the night.
Don't play games,
Don't chase crowds,
Don't belong among the loud.

I don't want another chance
Just disappear when things get rough.
I don't want someone who turns away,
who has nothing left to say.

Not desire.
Not fever,
no flame,
no consuming fire.

I want to put my head to work
bury myself there,
until the hours disappear
and I no longer care.

Just work.
Just work.
Just one more day.

Even that has lost its way.

Because beneath the effort,
beneath every task,
A question I am afraid to ask:

Is this all there is
when the music is gone?

Standing here,
with nothing to say,
watching the meaning
drain out of the day.

So tell me the truth,
even if it tears

Why keep reaching
when nothing is there?

Why keep going
when the road feels through?

Why keep searching
when I can't find me or you

I can't even remember
what I was searching for,
or why I wanted it,
or who I thought
I would become?

Sometimes I tell her what lives inside,
give me silence in reply

Other times speaks just to fill the air,
Saying nothing is easier to bear.

Just beginning to see
the truth that is haunting me:

I'm boring.
Want my space.
Don't dance beneath the lights,
or sing my heart into the night.
Don't play games,
Don't chase crowds,
Don't belong among the loud.

I don't want another chance
Just disappear when things get rough.
I don't want someone who turns away,
who has nothing left to say.

Not desire.
Not fever,
no flame,
no consuming fire.

I want to put my head to work
bury myself there,
until the hours disappear
and I no longer care.

Just work.
Just work.
Just one more day.

Even that has lost its way.

Because beneath the effort,
beneath every task,
A question I am afraid to ask:

Is this all there is
when the music is gone?

Standing here,
with nothing to say,
watching the meaning
drain out of the day.

So tell me the truth,
even if it tears

Why keep reaching
when nothing is there?

Why keep going
when the road feels through?

Why keep searching
when I can't find me or you

I can't even remember
what I was searching for,
or why I wanted it,
or who I thought
I would become?

Sometimes I tell her what lives inside,
give me silence in reply

Other times speaks just to fill the air,
Saying nothing is easier to bear.

Just beginning to see
the truth that is haunting me:

I'm boring.
Want my space.
Don't dance beneath the lights,
or sing my heart into the night.
Don't play games,
Don't chase crowds,
Don't belong among the loud.

I don't want another chance
Just disappear when things get rough.
I don't want someone who turns away,
who has nothing left to say.

Not desire.
Not fever,
no flame,
no consuming fire.

I want to put my head to work
bury myself there,
until the hours disappear
and I no longer care.

Just work.
Just work.
Just one more day.

Even that has lost its way.

Because beneath the effort,
beneath every task,
A question I am afraid to ask:

Is this all there is
when the music is gone?

Standing here,
with nothing to say,
watching the meaning
drain out of the day.

So tell me the truth,
even if it tears

Why keep reaching
when nothing is there?

Why keep going
when the road feels through?

Why keep searching
when I can't find me or you

I can't even remember
what I was searching for,
or why I wanted it,
or who I thought
I would become?

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I visit briefly as your shadow 
To remind you as virtuous as you are
inside you the inevitable hollow
Parts of my darkness cruel and bizarre

What is that stalking my shadow
from the corner of the room
weaving dreams, nightmarish woe
spawns quivering inside my womb

The footsteps echo and hush
As if the room of me were hollow
And suddenly they rush
forming the shape of the shadow

My vessel lays stiff as a board 
under covers I ache and hide
paralyzed from fantasies unexplored
with someone that stalks my bedside

Whose darkness is attention
through voids that are eyes
traversing dimensions
Ones it resides in

If we had just given up on wanting
We would have more than enough by now
More than we ever had before

There goes I living in the conditional

We lean on the cattle gate
Inside the slaughter shed
Labrynth of sheep death

Teenagers refused
If we had just gone with the flow
We'd be millionaires

It might have been mostly mine

Past the rock
on Devil's elbow
Past the old church nursery

The dead mulberrry
The governor's meager palace
If we had just given up on wanting

But noone ever warned us on the contrary

And we chased the absurd
Were refused and denied 
Were so much less than we thought

Even the sky would shape the cloud into promises

None to grant
Just to steep the hunger
In a mountain tea above a makeshift abattoir

If we had just given up on wanting
We would have more than enough by now
More than we ever had before

There goes I living in the conditional

We lean on the cattle gate
Inside the slaughter shed
Labrynth of sheep death

Teenagers refused
If we had just gone with the flow
We'd be millionaires

It might have been mostly mine

Past the rock
on Devil's elbow
Past the old church nursery

The dead mulberrry
The governor's meager palace
If we had just given up on wanting

But noone ever warned us on the contrary

And we chased the absurd
Were refused and denied 
Were so much less than we thought

Even the sky would shape the cloud into promises

None to grant
Just to steep the hunger
In a mountain tea above a makeshift abattoir

If we had just given up on wanting
We would have more than enough by now
More than we ever had before

There goes I living in the conditional

We lean on the cattle gate
Inside the slaughter shed
Labrynth of sheep death

Teenagers refused
If we had just gone with the flow
We'd be millionaires

It might have been mostly mine

Past the rock
on Devil's elbow
Past the old church nursery

The dead mulberrry
The governor's meager palace
If we had just given up on wanting

But noone ever warned us on the contrary

And we chased the absurd
Were refused and denied 
Were so much less than we thought

Even the sky would shape the cloud into promises

None to grant
Just to steep the hunger
In a mountain tea above a makeshift abattoir

If we had just given up on wanting
We would have more than enough by now
More than we ever had before

There goes I living in the conditional

We lean on the cattle gate
Inside the slaughter shed
Labrynth of sheep death

Teenagers refused
If we had just gone with the flow
We'd be millionaires

It might have been mostly mine

Past the rock
on Devil's elbow
Past the old church nursery

The dead mulberrry
The governor's meager palace
If we had just given up on wanting

But noone ever warned us on the contrary

And we chased the absurd
Were refused and denied 
Were so much less than we thought

Even the sky would shape the cloud into promises

None to grant
Just to steep the hunger
In a mountain tea above a makeshift abattoir

With malice it could be done
Not with sword not with gun
Under a thick dosage of sauce
Brown sauce

Terribly misunderstood steak so thick
The hornet's nest is absent mindedly kicked
And out spin the stingers blood to bleed
You'd think a helping of hyperdermic needles
might jostle the mind inside indeed

With malice he cursed from under his breath
For assasination dwelled in thought
oh whose thought question brought?
The sinew will bake from within
Resistance will dry I'll have mine

Then salted with extracted saline 
to dampen it by force of spin
finishing once again with brown sauce on chin
malice as sweet and overpowering as cinammon

Terribly misunderstood authority inflatted
Malice sunk into the temples of the law creater
brown sauce slipping from the side of the mouth
down like hostile treacle
down like shipwreck

Sinew pulls 
Resistance tries
The begger and the pauper smile
The pretender cries
Maybe a hornet or two will jostle the mind

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Calmly I touch you on the shoulder
Neck skin folds 
Head sedately moves round
Lips part briefly

Words spill
As eyes glue
Anticipation meets action
You breathe a word

Calmly I listen to your wonder
Fondness folds
Curiosity gingerly positions herself
The mind wanders

Merging with grey,
Loves only night.

Daggers drag against hardened cement.

Enemy of day,
blemish upon white.

Teeth that should be crushed are sharpened.

Contrarian of light,
Ingredient of the afraid.

Wings that can be read their shapes absorbed into tarmac

Concealed from sight,
The human soul it's prey

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She drove me to the moutain retreat in texas transpecos.
The heat of summer still heating the highway there. 
Sarah conner scenic.
She changed gears as we got to the foothills.
Would show me the big vegetable garden.
And teach me a thing or two about gardening there.

The day clear as a linda hamilton apron.
Pre egg insertion.
Jenny turned to me and asked-
"Rest stop?"
I nodded slowly distracted by the ponderosas.
The brakes slowly squeaked.
A concrete structure appeared over the rise.

A steel skeleton stood propped up next to the seven eleven sign.
A mother and her Furlong in a stroller walked briskly past.
Light purple flowers hung from the texas Arnold sage bushes.
Massive bulging branches holding thick bracts of flowers.
Each one being targeted by drone like bees.

"How did you know, that was there?"
"I could see it in my mind." Jenny said
A small convenience shop and bathrooms came into view.
Snacks and relief later back into those foothills.
Climbing just high enough to see the vegetation change.
There is it was the smile on her face told me.
Pulling in to a narrow dusty driveway.

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 I see you clothed in yellow flowers
I see them falling
 I no longer see the mists
The one that came down like hot water to dispatch you

Oh the far away goddess
I dreamed of being loved by you for a lifetime
The world wanted to see strength
I guess i can pretend

Disdain makes such strange fuel
But I'm glad I was there to show you how far I'd go
Every piece of the son or the child soured over into
such a cynical older man

You are separated and so far
Celebrations bring the may breeze
And those abundant yellow flowers
That cover the path you married on

Big dreams were lived and new ones sown
Go on with the old illusions
wrapped for a chrstmas that will never come
Like leaves dried and flattened in a book
labeled and forgotten

Am I one of those to you woman?
Am I one of those to you world?
Am I just waiting to be the dehydrated page you open
Reminisce that I might have shared a piece of myself

I imagine dying slowly running out of breath
as my heart fights my lungs for not reaching for more
Does that do for comedy
These tears absurd

In your perfect bubble on the ass end of the world
You might pour a glass to toast the wandering offspring 
Who could not corner his prey
Who lost his bounce

Who sees the gates there resplendent
With those yellow flowers
That got you an inch closer to a truth
Palatable to a world of labels

 I see you clothed in yellow flowers
I see them falling
 I no longer see the mists
The one that came down like hot water to dispatch you

Oh the far away goddess
I dreamed of being loved by you for a lifetime
The world wanted to see strength
I guess i can pretend

Disdain makes such strange fuel
But I'm glad I was there to show you how far I'd go
Every piece of the son or the child soured over into
such a cynical older man

You are separated and so far
Celebrations bring the may breeze
And those abundant yellow flowers
That cover the path you married on

Big dreams were lived and new ones sown
Go on with the old illusions
wrapped for a chrstmas that will never come
Like leaves dried and flattened in a book
labeled and forgotten

Am I one of those to you woman?
Am I one of those to you world?
Am I just waiting to be the dehydrated page you open
Reminisce that I might have shared a piece of myself

I imagine dying slowly running out of breath
as my heart fights my lungs for not reaching for more
Does that do for comedy
These tears absurd

In your perfect bubble on the ass end of the world
You might pour a glass to toast the wandering offspring 
Who could not corner his prey
Who lost his bounce

Who sees the gates there resplendent
With those yellow flowers
That got you an inch closer to a truth
Palatable to a world of labels

 I see you clothed in yellow flowers
I see them falling
 I no longer see the mists
The one that came down like hot water to dispatch you

Oh the far away goddess
I dreamed of being loved by you for a lifetime
The world wanted to see strength
I guess i can pretend

Disdain makes such strange fuel
But I'm glad I was there to show you how far I'd go
Every piece of the son or the child soured over into
such a cynical older man

You are separated and so far
Celebrations bring the may breeze
And those abundant yellow flowers
That cover the path you married on

Big dreams were lived and new ones sown
Go on with the old illusions
wrapped for a chrstmas that will never come
Like leaves dried and flattened in a book
labeled and forgotten

Am I one of those to you woman?
Am I one of those to you world?
Am I just waiting to be the dehydrated page you open
Reminisce that I might have shared a piece of myself

I imagine dying slowly running out of breath
as my heart fights my lungs for not reaching for more
Does that do for comedy
These tears absurd

In your perfect bubble on the ass end of the world
You might pour a glass to toast the wandering offspring 
Who could not corner his prey
Who lost his bounce

Who sees the gates there resplendent
With those yellow flowers
That got you an inch closer to a truth
Palatable to a world of labels