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Who was this man that killed so many
By rope his favorie weapon
He mesured their size
With such care and grace

Very polite was he he never rushed his heavy task
Partnerd with his chum in crime very neat and tidy they where
Giving their cliants the best of care
All to be done in an hour

Onto the gallows they would drop but first he measured the drop
Then thir weight he considerd
When he had his calculations done he was ready for his task to be done
Onto the gallows they where neaty placed

There feet and hands where bound
He place a black hood on there head
The rope was carefully placed to break their neck

With a hymm from the priest they waited for the time to begin with the correct time approach and no remores the order was given to begin
With a tug of the lever the trap door open and
Down went the crimminal

His payment paid in full
His payment his life paid in full

what is the chip
an implant to the brain
through networks
crazy images
soon will everything
be sold on line
do,es that include souls
a deep inside
to a story
is this our children
sucked away by networks
our legacy
the beginning
of the future

Theres a monster that lives inside of my closet
and he looks just like me
He's awakened by the silence of darkness
because he cannot sleep
He has electric eyes
and they are filled with so many of his dreams
But along with inspiration they fall away into a great deep nothing
Sometimes I can hear him whispering scary things
from underneath my bed
But at times I just think he's alone and he just wants a friend
Other times I go into the bathroom
and I repeat his name
Then I turn the light back on just to see his face again
But what I see coming through in the mirror is a forgotten life
Then I think maybe he's not that scary he just wears a disguise
And when I close the door I see his silhouette at the end of the hall
I close my eyes and realize there is no one at all
Then the silence is abruptly broken by a telephone ring
I pick it up to say hello, but I can only hear screams
But I know now that I'm not being haunted
this is all just in my head
A mixture of over thinking about the shit I just want to forget

*JJF*
4/17/2013

Deep in silence I focus on my pain
I've kept it buried below and softly away
Disabling all of my false and insecure pride
Filtering through the faces I keep disguised
Its been well overdue for me to make a change
While my words become like rotting fruit and falls away
Searching for something to mend a shattered heart
Insearch of inspiration, but instead I fell apart
Give me a pair of wings and watch me fly
Then watch me crash and burn out of the sky
I know that my plate is made warm for me on the table
As I begin to wonder if I will change at all
Honestly I'm not sure that I can
Behind a box of excuses you will find a man
With a heart so big and wants to save the world
But yet so selfish that my punishment is well deserved
I'm so tired of defending what I'm not and have become
And still I keep pretending that nothing is wrong
Throw me the obvious and I will wear it on my back
As the summer night illuminates memories I can't have
I know that my dinner is getting cold as I grow unstable
Uncertainty has become all but a poetic fable
But I will keep on digging until the whole is dug
As the hole keeps getting bigger with every plunge
Tomorrow doesnt exsist until it comes
So tonight I light a candle for hope until it does

*JJF*
4/18/2013

Deaths grip is chilling me
Maybe I should close the door
I don't want to be afraid
But the surface feels so cold
In my mind there is a back door
Maybe some place I could hide
I see the lines on my face
The mirror doesn't lie
Of all that I have overcome
I just can not challenge age
So I embrace the love for my life
And mark off the days

*JJF*
4/18/2013

Like you, I change with the season...
like a shape-shifter...we seem to always alter our appearances
to fit the model...the design....
but unlike you,
I morph into a multitude of sentiments...
until only a mirage of my former self remains.

...now i am a stranger to you,
and even to myself.
...i close my eyes and wishfor the Spring to come.


gregory

You're in my dreams!,
I hear these echoing screams,
I need to breathe!,
You keep smothering me,
When your fire burns,
There's nowhere to turn,
You attack me with words,
Like you don't know how it hurts,
Now my backs to the wall,
I don't want to fall,
I've got nowhere to go,
You have to leave me alone,
But you're in my dreams,
You're in my dreams...

The world is on standby awaiting for a hero to come save the day
For an end of an era or the beginning of change
Some believe in revolution while some say we're already near the end
But the one thing I'm assured of is death will come by our own hand
Building war machines and then honoring the dead
Is there really a chance for salvation or is this just in our heads
Some believe we will be saved by little green men from outer space
As others kneel before Gods and at the dinner table say grace
While science tries to teach us we're just monkeys that learned to become men
And since the first discovery of fire we've let it consume our compassion
Now we're just religious and atheist primates that stopped throwing our own shit
Instead we created bigger bombs and sell guns to little kids
And don't get involved with prophesies made by ancient civilization
It doesn't take rocket science to predict obvious observation
Death doesn't wear a mask and he doesn't wear a black robe
He is not the harvester of sorrow or the harvester of souls
He doesn't wield a bloody scythe and he doesn't ride a dark horse
He looks just like me and you, could we be so oblivious
Its two minutes until midnight our inevitable doom
But if I could set the clock backwards I would spend more time with you
Aliens and angels, gods and demons rising from hell
The fact is that we're capable of killing and destroying ourselves
Long before tidal waves and meteors wipe away the tears of our hurt
We'll already lay in a shallow grave of un shoveled ashed earth
Millennia's of collecting knowledge is our wisdom arrogance or just ignorant
A world ran by greedy politicians and ruled by dumbfounded dip shits
Maybe we are just monkeys yet to evolve into a more advanced race
But evolution has little chance as long as man has a face
As long as we hold desires the pipers song will always be the same
But who wins the battle when nothing remains

*JJF*
4/21/2013

I have looked, and looked quite deeply
I am empty, there is nothing inside me
Yet out there, somewhere, I can hear it
It is like a voice in the air shouting at me
Shouting, like a whisper, a demented croak
But no matter how hard I look, I see naught
There is blackness all around me
But I know, what I know, what I know
That no matter what, where or when
For all my sins I must atone
That it matters not where I go
No hiding place is safe for me
So I beg you my love, come rescue me
Spread your wings my love and rise
For only through your love will it come
My hope, my salvation, my very soul
It is up to you my darling, my hope
I await you within this self exposed exile

He was prone to tolerance...
and yet steeped in bias.

He searched love...
and when it found him,
he ran like a coward from the field.

He loved life...
and yet, never really lived.

He dabbled in music, prose
and poetry...
Yet struggled to understand the
obvious.

Here he lies...
Under the fallen leaves ....
and a ton of dirt.

Gregory