Madman

from the high window
in my house of cards
fenced in by walls of sanity,
all rules forgotten
all shackles torn
I see the madman wandering free

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This Is What You Have To Do

hey you
this is what you have to do
don't be heard, don't be seen
and with them, you have to be
embodiment of their desires
fulfillment of their fantasy
its they who have been born to be
whole humans, alive in vibrancy
not you, not you
so just go ahead and neutralize
all that in you which sings and cries
all that in you which soars high
you are there for them, don't you see?
you are there to be good company
so be a ghost
woman
be a ghost

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wings

building the home
tending the young
girl, never forget
you have been given wings,
eagle's envy you are
and you are here
to soar, spiral and ride the winds,
along with warm coziness
of your little nest
you also own

shimmering, sweeping vastness
of open blue skies

212

pointing finger

I need no finger pointing
I seek no hoary tomes,
sick and tired I am
of being shown the way,
waits a fathomless well
within me
and all I need to do
is draw the sweetest water
and slake my ancient thirst

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Night

she meets me
on my sleepless bed
with bagful of shadows
merciful night

she drowns in darkness
harsh brightness of day
held in refuge
of her still bosom
I make friends 
with lost sorrows

210

twelfth night

clasping to heart
her dwindling moon,
twelfth night of wane
in waxing shadows,
holds my weeping head
on her lap and soothes
me as I mourn
partings to come

209

madman

from the high window
in my house of cards
fenced in by walls of sanity,
all rules forgotten
all shackles torn
I see the madman wandering free

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