"FLOWERS" (2/8/12)

There once was a little boy
Who thought the World
Was made up of flowers
He loved his Mom
And he loved his Dad
When his sister came
He loved her too
As she was also a flower
There was later a brother
A tougher sort of flower
When he was of age
The little boy was sent
Out into the World
But the only flowers he
Found there
Were made of hard plastic
And there were rocks
Hard rocks
Some were sharp
And could cut very deep
Others were blunt
Leaving various bruises
When he would see a
Flower
Often it would be trampled on
This all made him very sad
And so he withdrew
From the World
Hiding away in the fields of
Flowers

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My Will is so strong
Yet is that a blessing
The pain I can endure
Would be better to break me
On and on I go
Opening myself up
To inevitable suffering
But I wish to stop
Oh, how I so want to
Stop

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Upon the rocks again I
Crash
Having heeded to yet another
Siren's song
Thrust headlong I could not
Resist
For a moment of pure
Pleasure
I break myself
Was it worth it
You may well ask
What else was I to do
Not being a hermit
Nor one of the zombie herd
Will I leap again
Most assuredly so

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Why, oh why
Does the blood continue to
Flow
Through this useless
Meat
Which longs for that
That is denied by the
Gods
Forced to live a monk's
Life
Though surrounded by many
Flowers
I am unable to touch
I float by as a corpse
Tossed about by the sea
No saving grace
To revivify my aching
Soul
And so I drift
Longing for an end
To a meaningless
Story

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Longing, longing
For that sweet caress
For that soft warmth
For that intense passion
How do I make it last
When they won't stay
But a moment
How do I rise from this
Cold sleep
When they do not want
Me

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For a moment
I gave into the
Dream
But like all dreams
It ended
She came out of
Nowhere
Touched me with her
Warmth
Her laughter, her thoughts
But she couldn't
Stay
And like all the other
Illusions
She dissolved away
Back to whence she
Had come

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The sadness settles on me
Again
Like a blanket of falling snow
Love out of reach
As always
The loneliness
My constant companion
Why I still cling to
Hope
Is truly beyond me