

September SmilesThe severed strands of Septembers past Milled about with thoughts of youth Partaking prematurely from the fount of regret Distinguishing between the add ons and what nots they had gathered on the road They glance skeptically in my directionSeptember Smiles
This is no fun, no fun at all Even if all my notions of the word were reborn and rearranged I cant conceive of any merriment or mirth Hidden below or dangling above this misbegotten meet
And who arranges such gatherings Most likely midwifes with tattered stockings And little left to do But peruse the petulant prose


freeTo incinerate what remainsfree
of self
Those vise grip, steely, frozen
bedrock haunts inside
To Which so Blindly
I cling
Filter the fanatic infantile crumbs scattered across
this narcissistic landscape
Until what is left  


Your SmileI want to write a song about your smileYour Smile
I swallow hard all along the
Haunting gasps of all the tasks Ive set behind me Write your name a million times In the foggy glass Imagining that your heart Will be somewhere watching And rain down your approval
I ponder the purpose of such petulance And all the hours Ive invested In these maddening pursuits Severed and sublime All dressed up in mine
I


PretensionShe kept her heart encased in glass Or elegantly displayed On a moldy old canvass For callers by of gilded Or passing notePretension
Wrinkled skirt crumpled in the
corner of the hardwood floor poised to take the stand and testify about the madness and the lines of demarcation, The hollow harrowing haunting
harbringer of the haughtiness that once served her so well;
I thought I spotte
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Aristotle
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