Thursday, June 21, 2012

Art Intimidating Life - The Ruins of my Mental Empire: Part Seventy-Two

dear prudence
relax and -
close your eyes

dear prudence,
are those rich english boys
bothering you?

and after some time,
happiness
- outside the leaves leak rain

staring to the distance,
he is silent -
oblivious to their laughter

flakey brown leather chair
seats a grandfather
- he sits in it, and dies

empty room,
when will the rain
return your silence?

shelter at the bus stop
waiting for the rain to pass
-  take a seat

in the library, he thinks of his past
-  surrounded by books
there aren't many regrets

the friends are laughing
it must be raining
on the mellow drunks

i'm alright -
probably happy
- i'm alright

walking past the wedding,
he stops and wonders why they're so happy,
and takes a sip of his beer

with open eyes
she see the morning
- what does it look like?

a dinner for one
- cook for two
when the heater's broken

litter floating in the gutter
tonight's rain is especially cold
- who ate all the pies?

my life on earth
reminds me of
rain on the ocean

a broken mirror
turns all frowns
into awkward smiles

late silent night -
a dripping tap, a ticking clock
lost in the comforting drone of rooftop rain

happiness without a hug
is like
happiness without a hug

a peaceful thought
from a mellow mind
- standing still in the city

from this mountain-top
i can see where i live,
but i think of my home

in life, we fear hell
in hell, we fear death
in death, we live life

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