G Muse

A Reflective Project

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Locked & Loaded

There's a gun in my heart

Its bullet chambered on my tongue

A hair trigger

Waiting to be sprung

Looking for an excuse

Claiming any cause

Like hot casings

The hollow words 

Fall

Slicing the air

The shots ring out

Lodging in heads

Souls 

Forever 

Ripped out

Death and destruction follow

My selfish wake

Loading a fresh clip

Is the only change 

I make

Furious at the world

Not heeding my righteous fury

I am the judge

I am the jury

Surveying my carnage

I assess my tactic

The world's still broken

Though I thought

I 

Just

Fixed it

Then I realize

Where the change much start

I'm the one

That's hiding 

A gun

In my heart

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She is

She is my first

She is my thirst

She is my craving

I am emersed

She is my greeting

She is my longing

She is my constant

I am abiding

She is adored 

She is explored

She is life

I am restored

She is my death

She is my breath

She is my wife

I am blessed

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In that moment

In that moment

Before the world went red

Before the fabric of illusion

Is severed & shred

Strangers we were

Sharing only proximity

Until a sudden thunder clap

Rains crimson and calamity

The pavement rushes toward me

Filling my view

My descent halted

By a stranger

By you

Bound by the moment

No longer strangers are we

But brothers and sisters

In courageous humanity

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Dream Big

Complacency is the iron shackles that hold you still.  The key? Buried beneath the debris of your crushed will Fear is but a counselor whose words you dread A monster? No, fear guides, the monsters are in your head

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Ds eye er

Her eyes capture your words before they can escape your lips. Leaving you with only incoherent groans.

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Faith

Faith

It is not loud

But it speaks

It is not commanding

But there is strength 

It does not wrestle 

With the world

It sits 

With the Author

Alone

The rights and wrongs

Of others gone

Only your faults

Revealed

And through revelation

Healed

So that it can 

Live

With the grace 

And mercy

That the Author

Gives

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The Editor

I capture time

And hold it hostage

In a cage of metal and wire

Laying it before me

I stare

Imagining the future 

I will cut it

Splice it

Mold it to my vision 

Rearranging the moments

With surgical prprecision 

Enhancing parts

Removing others

It's a delicate procedure

Of trial and patience

I smile when completed

And release it

My new creation

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Weightless Words

This is what I want

It flows from my lips 

Enchanting my ears with its sound

Enhaling The words like a drug

I breath deep

Intoxicating

Adrift with visions 

This is what I want

I repeat

Needing yet another hit

My ears grow callus

My mind wakes up

From it's dazed state

Setting my body 

Back on its worn path

Detached from my words

I'm a prisoner to my motions

This is what I want

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Broken record

Time changes

Heedless

It Marches on

While the world stands 

Still

Stuck on a song

We all write a verse

But the chorus 

Repeats

Again

A thousand sunsets

Without an end

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Why?

42

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The Sting

Before I eat

I feel a sharp sting

My body is numb

But in my head it rings

one. 

Two. 

Three. 

And four.

The cycle gets heavier

Every 24.

A daily battle with a beast

From whose teeth I can't hide

Leaving punctures in my gut

My arms.

My thighs.

Why must I eat?

To live they say.

But to eat is to die 

A little each day

It's a sick cycle

With no end

Eat to live

And die within

But I carry on with life

Through Summer.

Fall.

Winter.

Spring.

Before I eat

I feel a sharp sting

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Between thoughts

In that space between thoughts

Is where I'd like to abide

Void of questions

Aborted answers die

All simply is

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Who Am I?

Paul Gulledge is a mystery to some, though I don’t mean to be.  Each of my personalities is the real me. Each one is authentic and true,  how many personalities does it take to make you…you? I am mild and humble; a comic and a poet.  If you tell me I’m Awesome, I’ll say ‘yeah, I know it.’ I can share a nugget of truth & wisdom  and with my next breath ask some fool why he be trippin’? I enjoy getting reactions & doing things for shock,  but when you need to talk you don’t even have to knock. On a dime I’ll turn being who I need to be.  Never once changing, always fully & truly me. We are all made up of molecules & experiences.  Each continually sculpting who our who is. So which is me? All & none you see.  For tomorrow is another day to find more of me. Which one will ultimately stand the test,  Is the one that gets up when I lay for my final rest.

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Obsession

She is a vein mistress. Demanding all my time. Nagging me with her seductive call Stealing my sleep. She is a useless drug. Bringing me her cravings.  Never satisfying me at all. diluting my high. But one day... I will sleep. But one day... I will find my high. That's what she keeps telling me. Why do I listen to her. Why...

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The Walking Dead. Woodbury. Senoia, GA

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Santa Fe Gothic

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Noah James : Ain't No Sunshine (When She's Gone) - Cover Recorded Jan 19, 2012 at Sticky Fingerz in Little Rock, AR