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Green Paper
At 8:35 p.m. on 2005-05-09


I knew who I was
Now who the hell am I?
I don't know what to do
I don't know where to go
I have nothing, and nothing has me
Irrevocably smitten, we all disagree
Like butter, like pancakes
Waffles & syrup
But I'm blueberry pop tarts
I don't fit in
The only emotion I know is
Angst
The one thing I've never been is happy
If something good happens, a mistake takes it's place
Another fly on the windscreen
Another blight in my face
Most things are easy
For those who have money
I have nothing, can make nothing, can have nothing
Paper trash, but you're worth it
That's your value in this society
I am nothing if I don't have
Green Paper with dead presidents on it

Before ________&________After

Older List:
Narcissus - 2007-12-12
Without - 2007-11-18
Hunger - 2007-11-18
Beyond - 2007-11-18
So Beautiful - 2007-10-12

Jaded Poet, Lonely in Company
. . . and a pen rests by the chalice, pull up a chair by this, the fire, drink long, the ink and wine are able, the script leaps from hand, into the pyre,
. . . yes, the bottle is half full, pull the cork and pour another, hide your eyes deep in the swallow, and we'll burn this script together,
. . . damn the feather, pour the ink, and let the ruin stain those lips, I beg and hope to share this hour, but those hands of yours, will never leave your hips.
By Jarday




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