Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

deloused and naked
i hope i am known
no bifocle graveyard
but in your hearts
i am you
know this

he aint got nothing
just a way to live
we aint need no more
we got our groceries
we got our stores
we aint got room for him
we aint got time

Its time!
beers empty
along side the apparatus
looking for truth
with eyes of the blind
Can i find wisdom
when i cant find my mind
within a system
that works for attention
and hates on folks
just doin to survive

So uh, Cecil. My response came about from your post on "My wife thinks I'm gay". You felt the need to be the first response with "be thankful your wife thinks. it's a dirty job but someone has to do it". I just wanted to place something for those who came next in the spirit of your response. It real...

are you a dirty old man?
Not some fake comment question statement.
Why go roundabout if you are just gonna shit on someone's doorstep?
Skeet skeet
Just ask Clarice
Dude swallowed his tongue

memories
could of beens
truth requisite
how to find a way
through the past
to the present
and know
could not of been any other way
just make it good
today

each drop of dew
a new life begot
beauty untold
let us bow our heads

within all these
i stand
you can not obfuscate
this is infinity
In this
you can not deny
There is magic
Each breath
the waterfall will tell you
listen

My minds my own
aint to be sold
commercials
be damned
I am in control
this is of my making
im nobody's slave
Each breath
Each Breath
EACH BREATH

I grew up here
in the weeds
in my bed with the snakes
i did not cry
kept the rats at bay
it is how i still live

Well...mtmnd not sure what your response means. Can you please elucidate? I enjoyed all the rest of your interpretations of my poem or, uh, ramblings. Thank you for the response. I would respond in kind but as of now I am having trouble keeping a thought straight in my head, let alone typing them on...

I walk tall, but Im nothing
Im a stranger in my daughter's life
I done did good, but thats past
Hard to share when one doesnt know self

so many times
so much unsaid
is it wrong?
is it lost?
interactions not how you'd planned
if id got a penny for all the sillyness
id spend those dollars on...
eh, who cares

agree. its not simple. time waits for none, but in a moment we dont think of that.

thank you. good to read