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Sweet Avalon rising
somewhere ahead.
In the cloaking mist
floating with the gentle
rowing dipping,
flowing into the lake.
Glastonbury sighted.
The cloistered scrambling
to remain unseen.
Picking up their skirts
running like the pace
of the river all around.
Avalon becomes solid,
I weep with joy as
I am accepted by
the greeting of her shore.

I write to remember
how I felt about you…

but all I know tonight
is my tear-soaked pillow

My body shakes as my eyes flood
only now do I realize
that I loved you

Just one beer, no!
Make it a shot of liquor!
No! Make it a double,
of anything that will kill me quicker.

Pick my favorite poison,
drown myself in every emotion.
Bathing in the scent;
it goes down smoothe like lotion.

Do not disturb on the bedroom door,
blood dripping, seething through the lies.
Bodies on the floor, alone I cry.
Tonight's a good night to die.

Government and politics
the talk of the news.
Everyone says it
gives them the blues.

Walking on eggshells
we ride a fine line.
Finding a destiny
that just won't unwind.

Nothing is easy
as Mr. Anderson once said.
Given the circumstance,
may as well be dead!

The wars they are coming
they'll hit us real soon,
and blow us in pieces
just like a balloon!

Nothing to do about
the quandary at hand.
Just sit and watch
as socialism expands.

Pause, discover
the gold that flourishes from
the depth of the green leaf

Rest while the
Belted Kingfisher rushes
the surface of the creek

Watch the spider build her web
Touch the moisture on the window
Smell pancakes on the griddle
Taste the maple syrup

Breathe in
Breathe out

Imagine all the kindness
the next moment shall bring

Incoherent chatter
24 pack almost done
Staring blankly at the dawn
Another bottle in his hand

Such a beautiful life diminished
Lost hope, great despair
A slow descent through darkness,
Sadly commenced by
Just one beer.

One beer turned into many
Like a fountain, watch them flow
Rushing down like a torrent
His count, he doesn't know

You don't have to be silent
You don't have to back down
You don't have to shut up
Sit down without a sound

You can stand up tonight
Break away from the in-crowd
You can stop whispering
And speak up, voice loud

There's beauty in being different
Glamor is standing alone
Because you only have you
When the rally has gone

Don't be who others like
Don't fall 'cause they might
Trust your instincts, and always
Be someone who can sleep at night

Some rats can be found in human bodies
they fester there polluting the soul
my rat goes by the name of eddy styx
his little dark heart is made of coal

Sleeping lightly, so you must sneak-up
to catch him off-guard and unawares.
When out on the prowl in the dead of night
please avoid him and his minuscule cares...

He will lead me through dark alleyways
garbage strewn paths of the rat
putrid vermin infested trails,
what is needed here, is a killer Cat!

A dull ache pierced my soul,
As I watched him stare,
The television flickering, soulless.
That “us.” would have been sharing a couch,
And I’d busk in his warmth,
Snuggled beside him.
Actually, this was the longest
He had paid attention to it,
That “us.” would have been lost in each other,
As the television hummed in the background.
He would have peppered me with kisses
by now.
His grip on the remote tightened.
That “us.” would have fought for it,
Even as we knew we’d both end up watching the same thing.