just found

some old poems form back in the day.


~~~~~~~~~hey~~~~~~~~

This is the best part of the trip.

No. Don’t look back, don’t concentrate, don’t think -- be free; feel hear smell taste see live. Don’t be held back by your thoughtful mind or limited imagination, don’t “watch your step” -don’t “be careful”. Free yourself, be held back by nothing.

Take a fall and break your bones, or die, and in the process live. Take a plunge to the center, and float up above. Live it all, go to the other side.

Live here on this side, live on the other side, fall off both, land in neither.

You can always dream that things are gonna change, to the way you want them to be.
You can always hope that there is something better across the way.
You can always wish you were different in some way.

This is the best part of the trip.
Why dream? Why hope? Why wish?
When you can live?

~~~~~~~~~~~~don't get shot~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

twenty stories
and three streets,
just north of downtown hell,
stands a big man with a gun.
with the oversights of God
and love in his heart.
he may shoot at ease
or pick a target with care,
but either way,
if you got shot.
you'd be in quit a pickle.
you'd fall, not to death, but in love.
in love with a big man with a gun.

~~~~~~~~~walking~~~~~~~~~~

i take a walk through my mind, a great city of skyscraping questions and the busy traffic of un-questionable answers.

i get stopped by a man with a gun on his belt and a blue hat on his head, he tells me what to do.

i get tracked down by the great organization of "the people", "they" tell me what to think.

i get imprisoned by the "house of learning", it tells me what to believe.

i might get saved by someone great, who might tell me the truth.

i'll take a walk.

~~~~~~~~~conversation~~~~~~~~~~

“I dunno man, how long are you gonna be hangin around here?”
“oh maybe another hour or two, then I’m heading north.”
“what time?”
“an hour or two.”
“oh ok. You got a smoke?”
“I dunno man… I’ve only got six left…”
“come on, just one.”
“ oh alright, here.”
“Hey! Watch it man!”
“damn, she was goin fast.”
“ you wanna head over to the park?”
“yeah. Sure.”


I’ve got a pack, I’ve got a cart, I have a blanket, a lighter, a shirt, a pair of socks, a pair of pants, and a pack of smokes. My home is big though, I could consider myself lucky in that aspect. I have a poor heating system, but my excellent air conditioning makes up for it. I sleep where I want, and eat when I can. I talk with people at times, yet I don’t have many friends. I may not have a “home”, but the world is my home.

People may look at me as if I’m an alien, people may think I’m crazy, think I’m mentally challenged, think that I deal drugs, think that I abuse drugs, they think I’m begging for my next fix. I think they don’t know what the hell they’re thinking about.

I’ve been through a lot; my lover almost murdered me, the government stole from me everything I once owned, my best friend lied and back stabbed me, my children will not talk to me, my parents disowned me, and now I’ve nowhere to go and nothing to live for.

If you see me out on the street, just have sympathy. I’m not asking for much from you, just that you care, just that you would think of me.


~~~~~~~~~come on down~~~~~~~~~

Come on down to the easy side,
Yeah I’ve got food for you,
And plenty of water,
I’ve got a nice house for you to call your home.
I’ve got a few dollars to spare,
It’s saved up for you.
Come on down to the easy side,
I’ll show you the park,
The movie theater,
I’ll even give you the keys to my car.
There’s a McDonald's down the street…
Ill pick you up and application if you’d like,
Five fifteen an hour,
Soon to be seven.
Come on down to the easy side,
You might be discriminated against,
But I’ll show you love,
I’ll show you peace,
I’ll show you care.
The university is only a couple miles away,
I’ll help you get in,
After all, you know education is everything,
Here on the easy side.
Come on down to the easy side.
Its all a lie.
I’ll trade you places,
Don’t bother giving me any hospitality,
I can find food, shelter and every thing else I’ll need.
And peace.
I know I’ll find peace.
To live like you is my dream,
You might say we are the exact opposite,
But I know we’re the exact same.
I love you,
You may not love me.
But we’re the same.
Both looking only for peace.


~~~~~~~~inspired~~~~~~~~

just another emo poem.?
Haha.. judge something for what it’s subliminally
-not the cover.
“I want to be happy.
depression is really getting me down”
you say?
Well they made a cure.
… or say, a way to “smile”
like a mother with her newborn
like a little boy with his tricycle
like a perfect family.
All you gotta do is that.
love. love.

~~~~~~~~~~~inspired 2~~~~~~~~~

if there is one thing we’re afraid to do,
one thing we dread the “opportunity” of doing,
if there is one thing we’re most afraid of?
its giving all.
Generosity’s a gift not many give,
generosity’s an action most are afraid of.
- and the… the…
just try it.


~~~~~~~~~inspired 3~~~~~~~~~

If you told me to give you everything,
i’d try not to do it.
If you said i had to tell you all,
i’d try not to do it.
if you told me i had to believe you,
i’d try not to do it.
if you told me i had to hate myself,
i’d try not to do it.
… i’ll give you everything. i’ll tell you all. i’ll believe you. i’ll hate myself.
whatever you’d say,
i’d try not to do it.
don't tell me what to do.