Ode to the Living Dead

To every smiling face we raise a glass.

These demons troubling us about our past.

These lawmakers of some forgotten world,

Tell us false stories we've already heard.

We rest their memory on this sill tonight.

Aware they are of tolling on our minds.

Our sipping cup's a hyssop dipped in wine.

And we will not go out before the chime.

The fire of ...

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Stranger's Smile

(to suicide victims)

I said hi to the stranger that walked on this road,

For his cloak was brilliant and bright.

He said hi with a smile and adjusted his load.

His eyes beamed with meaning and light.

I said how are you doing to him and his smile,

For I truly felt that I cared.

He said I am well but I cannot stay a while,

And he walked off to God kno...

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Enigma

(to mental illness)

My mind is an ocean,

An enigma in my head.

The waves wash around me,

This expanse is pulsing red.

These sirens blare in black,

Dark black that turns in to tar.

I shiver as I sweat,

Swallowed up I've gone too far.

They choose to turn it on,

And off with perceptive care.

Avoid the public eye,

Thus avoid the public stare...

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