So I awoke
And the lines that had drawn my face
Began to swirl and dip
Which brought me to my knees
Where I prayed I could not feel;
Memories forgotten.
So, too, shall I drown again,
My dust fading away
Daring each little pin prick
To surface as a rash
That rattles my skin
From the very bones that keep it here.
This was no dream,
I reminded myself,
I was not reminiscing,
There were two clocks
Slowly ticking as they always had ticked
Slightly out of time
And pressure built
Within my cell walls
To continue to breathe
As Patience had taken me here
Against my own will
And against my respite.
Tag: built
Friendly Girl (day 2105)
What have I become?
Rough rebellious edges
Carrying on in a dream I’ve surely built
Commonly misunderstood
In spite my lessons in patience
And I’m just looking for a friendly girl
Who enjoys the music I play every day.
No, not one to judge racially
Not one to define boundaries
Not one to mistreat, mistrust
I share in this mighty earth
Respecting green miracle of growth
And I’m just looking for a friendly girl
Who enjoys all the seeds that I sow.
What have I become?
Rough rebellious edges
Carrying on in a dream I’ve surely built
Commonly misunderstood
In spite my lessons in patience
And I’m just looking for a friendly girl
Who enjoys the music I play every day.
Looking back it’s not easy
Had my heart on the line
Had too many unwritten songs
Yet nothing’ll stop me
My drive is what makes me
And I’m just looking for a friendly girl
Who enjoys going for a ride.
What have I become?
Rough rebellious edges
Carrying on in a dream I’ve surely built
Commonly misunderstood
In spite my lessons in patience
And I’m just looking for a friendly girl
Who enjoys the music I play every day.
Snapping Swiggleworms for Mr. Figglehorns (day 663)
Snapping frustrations and beetle bug-off-alis
I’ve come to the end of my rope!
I’ve chewed all these trees
And felled a great home
Just to lose it all to a mouse!
The Mrs can’t stand it
Won’t sleep for a wink
With that vermin’s scratching work at night
Start over again?!?
This ones gone on so well!
I’ve even built us two tiny windows!
The Mrs, you know ladies
Loves the window for sunsets…
Front door’s been painted
Kitchen’s been reno’d
My shed! Five years, it’s nearly complete!
Oh, I’ll get that there mouse
I’ll find him at last
Even if it takes me straight to the grave
Mr. Figglehorns can be purchased here.