Thoughts From on the Shelf

Sticks and stones may break bones, but words can shatter families. Who I am is hiding somewhere between the lines. All works are original unless stated otherwise.

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Oxygen mask

Happiness is an oxygen mask While the plane plummets, At least it’s better than screaming.

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Equilibrium

Demand shifts, Equilibrium rifts. Supply follows, Consumers hollow.

Talent is balance Despite a tilted foundation, A viscous hibiscus Is my mind’s market.

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Pedantic pedestals

Feeble foes filibuster Atop pedantic pedestals. Bystanders bemoan, but Power paralyzes.

Achilles’ shield breaks Achilles’ heel. I fall… I kneel.. I’m shattered steel.

Petals fall And pedals stall When you speak To crowded halls.

Filibusters muster Socratic shrieks From Greek walls,  Pedestals stand As democracy falls.

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Anxious

I’m reality confused, Reality’s enfused with Endless entropy… At least abyss is Consistently chaotic.

Ethereal from my being: Fear flushes and floods the floor My identity gasping For societal relief. My brain is an ocean, I drown in uncertainty.<\p>

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Drift

Darkness drowns your silhouette And no one sees it gasping; Grasping shadows… Nothing’s there. Breathe in sorrow… There’s no air; Darkness drowns your silhouette.

Strings enslave marionettes They only see her dancing, By day she jumps In merriment By night she’s tossed Back In her chest - Her wooden heart’s collapsing. Dance! And dance! And pirouette! Strings enslave marionettes.

Chakras churn in the abyss Drift        And drift                      And drift                                    And                                           d                                             r                                               i                                                 f                                                   t Dripping rifts, Solar eclipse. Stretch the rips and never shift Risk! And risk! And risk! And risk! Chakras churn in the abyss.

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Seashell

Distance makes The heart grow smaller, Trip! The fodder Tips and totters, She rides the tides I’m glad you brought her - But should this Shell Be left in water?

A seashell belongs To the sea She’s a Shell That’s come to me. I bring her near Today I hear - Melodic oceans Flood my ear. A look inside: So many pearls, But get too close And she’ll unfurl Her need to be with the sea… (How I long to be the sea…) I beg to God I could be freed From these chains That shackle me.

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Homicidal Homonyms

A black bird in Spring’s A moral release. A black burden springs Amoral release.

Report cards and Idiot “C"s Report idiocies Buoy oh buoy… We drown in idiot seas.

Words weaponize in sanity.

Hitler saw laughter In slaughter… He worried his story Wouldn’t be history.

Real eyes are realized Before I lose youth in eyes… Real lies are realized Before I lose: euthanize.

Words weaponize insanity.

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Fodder

To live, to die, to borrow and barter We grow, we try, we die as martyrs. I play, I rest, I teeter and totter We rot, we wail, we bury our fathers. Our fate, it flips, it takes our daughters I fear, I know… I am fodder for slaughter.

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His Story

Suns rise, Sons set. His story cries, History forgets.

Love is power And power is danger… A few hours later And lovers are strangers.

We live today We live tonight Ash-circles skyward We live to die.

God never stops But for some reason While fighting with Satan We became demons.

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Butterfly Brain

Silk screened smoke screens; There’s a caterpillar carcass Crawling in my corpus colossus, Conventionally cacophonous: Will disharmony stop us?

Hatchlings and heroin Racing to the very end; Where is the finish line When racing’s all I know?

The contents of my cortex Corners my context Hippocratic hippocampus: I am what I’ve eaten.

Clusters of clutter, I’m a klutzy cluster-fucker. Emerged from the gutters: Butterfly brains flutter.

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Dishonest Vomit

Insomnia stirs, I shake at the core... There is no civility I am civil war. Those searching for light Become blinded at night Only ethereal minds Let the blind lead the blind. Time erodes skulls Oxidizing cranial rust, Creatures of laziness Are creatures of distrust. Dusty brains on Dustier shelves We claim we're clean... We lie to ourselves. Disobedient fingers! I can't stop the tremors... Insanity lingers Insanity's forever. Are we liars or deniers? Where do we begin? Dishonesty's caused By denial from within. The truth hides in lies, The light hides in night Look to your fears To find out what's right. I can't stop the shaking: With gin or with tonic The shaking will calm After a dishonest vomit.

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The Last Croissant

Introspective perceptions Of beauty and valour, Roses are splendid 'Cause of lesser flowers. Distortions, distortions, Mechanical torsions.

Frozen fragility Is anti-fungal Anti-freeze. Turning sixteen Is a rabbit’s sneeze.

Reflecting perspectives... I'm frozen in amber. October parades through September mist; With timing's charade: Reality's missed.

Scanning the room Eyes are locked! Everyone wants! Yet nobody eats The last croissant.

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Nausea

Hiccup flutter, The camera shutters. Horizon’s mist Is forever missed.

I have feelings for you… Because nausea ensues Every time That I think of you. I’ve got the flu… You are the cause You are the view.

Cathartic vomit, When I’m unsure. Calm is reached From your allure. You are the cause, You are the cure.

My nausea turns, My nausea churns. Run into horizon... But never learn. Nausea lurks, Nausea jerks. Your face comes by And I don’t look; Nausea escapes… I’m off the hook.

The distance teaches And I’ve learned: I am the cause, I am the cure… I am the reason My nausea burns.

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Salivation

Saliva drowns in Dishonest vibes, People drown in Dishonest lives. Falling in dreams Falling, it seems… Falling apart At the seams.

Dirty laundry and Chaotic drawers. Inside my mind, It’s civil war. Parachute I pull the chord… Falling faster Toward The Floor.

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Nauseous Butterfly

Your silhouette’s seared; Stashed away for days Of kaleidoscopic nausea that Verges on vertigo. Coyly craving cocoons in Caterpillar-infested stomachs, Your tableau is pepto-bismolic… My anti-carcinogen.

Dry throat, Heavy heaving and Salivating silk. Eternal entropy, My eyelids encase Theatric muses, Theatric music. Silky salvation Encasing crawlies In intestinal abyss. Concocting cacophonies like Crying cocooned Caterpillars Craving harmonies.

Intestinal testimonies… Riptides and ruptures with Hatchlings and harmonies. Nausea’s carcinogens are Fishing for fission. Blindly alert, The light seeps in and Silos slowly slip. I am a hybrid nation In hibernation… With comatose cocoons.

Retinal retreat… Intestinal heat Delicate delicacies with Symphonic serenades. White light! Colourful silos Come into sight. Silhouettes gone siamese… My innards sprout trees.

Fatten me up - Padding protects the heart. Open the mouth, Butter flies in To feed butterflies. Nausea returns? Nausea churns This time.. No nausea burn.

From caterpillar shadows, I open my eyes… Radiance without try! Emergency cry; Your emergence surges! Vomit-induced Vomit-cocoons! You push, you pry, And there you fly… Flutter, flutter, wings of trouble. Symmetrical and wise, you rise - My nauseous butterfly.

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Trial and Terror

Why can’t we make This mutual mistake? We rebuild stronger After earthquakes.

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Exeunt Shadows

Taking a stroll Through abysmal abyss Chasms cause chaos - Amidst reality’s mist.

Throwing change-ups, Throwing shade! Skipping stones From stepping stones… Rippling riptides Rattle bones!

Set me free! I’m dazed by your gaze! When all others leave, My shadow stays.

Avoiding the void… Kicked off the ark, Even shadows abandon When times get dark.