hearts get torn apart
like shores against the rocks
turn to pebbles
devils abound
rebels profoundly gifted
in making
switch-kids get lifted
if kids only knew
that sand makes the best dust
band together,
forever endeavor we trust
i want to set this place on fire
i want to watch the cities burn
i need to feel the warmth of anger
and know that we are learned
eyes look past
a high-yield casket
wrapped in plastic cash
a mask takes time to mold
and fold the hand
deal with it
rocknroll
i'd like to see this "man" emerge
i'd like to excite the city's purge
and make a wall to tear down
wouldn't that be profound?
11 January 2010
05 January 2010
2010
no more pulling punches.
i'm out and about, over and under.
i'm gonna get in shape.
i'm gonna travel.
i'm gonna take pictures of said travels
and be inspired to draw and paint more.
i'm gonna finish my mission statement for my business
and get the backing.
my novel will at least be fully outlined.
my plan involves organization and weatherstripping.
i will strengthen my regimen of alone-time and crate-digging.
i will succeed.
i will conquer.
i will survive.
i'm out and about, over and under.
i'm gonna get in shape.
i'm gonna travel.
i'm gonna take pictures of said travels
and be inspired to draw and paint more.
i'm gonna finish my mission statement for my business
and get the backing.
my novel will at least be fully outlined.
my plan involves organization and weatherstripping.
i will strengthen my regimen of alone-time and crate-digging.
i will succeed.
i will conquer.
i will survive.
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