Bodies, so many bodies
Pressing closer
Shoving
Pushing
Surrounded on all sides,
Can't breathe

Yet I must breathe,
Must force my way through
Onward, ever onward
Giving as good as I get
Push for shove,
Shove for push,
Nearer, nearer...

Black and white clad masses
Lash at me as I pass;
I brave the sharp stabs,
The cackling,
The hooting...
Must succeed,
Must get through!

Weary,
Stumbling,
I arrive at my goal.
Bright eyes turn to me,
My love speaks...

"inward analysis"

Fianlly managed to write something that kinda captures the way i've felt this week. *HUGS* Thanks for reading.
"inward analysis"
stretch--
yes,
the pain is there,
but i'm numbing
i'm too mind numbing
to feel it
walk with such grace
keep your face straight
ahead maybe tilted
to one side
and sometimes i wonder
how you've kept alive
years in the dark
feed off of nothing
burning away your skin
and your spirit
so little will left
so little thrill left
but I promised I'd keep you going
so many people but myself
cuz i never asked for you
and i never wanted you
so you better keep running
better keep on your feet
when you're facing me
i saw you
look him straight in the eyes
and keep on
moving
i was so proud
but you're not moving
anywhere but circles
makes me sad when i think
but i don't often think
because i'm numbing
so mind numbing
thought i'd be someone else
maybe after awhile
thought i'd grow up
and beyond
maybe after awhile
thought we'd be someone else
but i was deluded
as always
i'm still you.

No-one is more surprised than I,
To be replied to by my sister,
Her reply was so unexpected that,
I very nearly missed her.
Even more surprising was,
To get a poetic reply,
Her grasp of the English language,
Reaches for the sky.
But, take heart my feathered friend,
We are not in Star Wars,
The power of the force flows in me alone,
In her veins it does not course.
What force am I referring to?
Why, you tub of lard!
I'm talking about the most powerful force,
That of the Poetry Bastard!
Besides, I do not remeber seeing,
Craggy Crone on the member list,
So, CC go and register your butt,
Or consider it goodbye kissed.      

Hee hee, doncha love sibling rivalry?     

Cheers from the Land of Oz

NO, this in't directed at anyone here, just need to vent some RL frustration..
Listen

Shh.

Quiet.

Listen

What does it take

To get you to stop

Words

Flowing

In

Co

He

Re

Nt

Ly.

Quiet.

Shh.

I dont want to hear it.

He doesn't want to hear it.

Just shut up.

I've heard this story

Five times before

Keep

It

To

Your

Self.

Shh.

Listen.

All I wanted

Was to be heard.

Just once in a while

A whisper
of quiet insanity,
too many voices,
yet they all
speak the same,
too many words,
and they all
sound inane,
coughing through
fits of laughter,
breaking silent
tears, in hopes
that one day
tears will come
no more,
and tired eyes
gaze
and gaze
blankly,
looking at
not what's there
but what's beyond,
what isn't,
what might be,
what of it
sounds fictional,
sounds the best,
and I beg
the voices,
my insanity,
to visit upon me,
the best
of my imagination,
and always
am I
disappointed,
always
never answered,
always
bleeding
the quiet tears
forth,
streaking slivers
of silver,
in a sea
of water-soluble
sanity

Don't take my whispering away...

"Wonderful Mush"

Mush, mush,
Wonderful slush,
Orphanage breakfast
And love are made of
This yucky paste,
This sickening goo,
I hardly notice the taste,
When the mush comes from you

Chorus:
Don't take that out of context!
CC, stop implying I'm talking about sex!
This is a crap love song, for humour's means!
And *maybe* it's got a lil inneundo in the seams..

Mush, mush
I'd have it any day
Disgusting as it is,
If you don't want it, send it my way
But the problem with mush is
The more you pass out
The more comes back to you
In mushy turnabout!

Chorus:
Don't take this out of context!!
Icky, get your mind off of sex!!
This is a crap love song, for humour's means
I've got to stop laughing, 'fore I burst some seams.

Mush, mush,
I kinda like the feel of the sludge
And once I start dining
Can't get me to budge
Naw, my affections
Are hard for me to give
And once you get em,
In mushiness you'll live

Chorus:
Don't take this out of context!!
For once in my life, I'm not alluding to sex!!
This is just a crap love song, made to get a laugh
Hopefully I've succeeded at that!! ;)

Mush mush mush,
I always want some more,
And each time I'm hungrier
Than I was before
I still think the stuff's nasty
And tastes kinda funny,
But I guess I kinda like it
When it comes from my honey ;)

Sitting upon the steaming surface,
A frothy, mtlled meniscus,
The undissolved coffee swirls,
Conjouring feelings quite propitious.                                                    

The prospects of a caffeine injection,
Brings me to my knees,
Filling me with delicious expectations,
We're an example of syzygy.                                                    

For, with my daily coffees,
I associate pleasing things,
Of relaxing all through the day,
And the pleasures that it brings.                                                    

Of finding time to have a break,
At some time in my hectic day,
Kicking back and relaxing,
Pleasing in every way.                                                    

Or the times after dinner,
When the washing up is done,
Feeling a pleasing calmness,
Experiences better - there's none.                                                    

Cheers from the Land of Oz