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there was a desert -
i had to be there
at that desert

we had to be there, yes
on that day -
i remember it better today

i wish i had remembered it then too
but i got lost
in a world (of too much running around)

that was there around then -
today, now
i remember the desert

here still, is the desert - where i stand
wishing it was the day
when i should have been there

i stand here, alone
casting a long shadow
that should have been cast

some other day
and i think to myself
why didn't i do it?

why didn't i do it?
why didn't i do it?
three times in a row

evenings

any evening is good enough for you to see through the grave your own
for time repeats and time is so full of stories and the stories repeat with time
moments replace one another as moments pass by when today is a fond memory
and yesterdays long forgotten to take you to the next day when new flowers are abloom already
stories of people wearing red caps only to prove the uncertainty in real or in paintings
everyone has a version of their own yesterday and it is only a lesson
for one's own self and for everyone else when realizations do dawn from somewhere
across the table or from somewhere besides when you know what from inside woke up
to show you things in real a lion or a red bit of paper of only shadows of eyes for
nostalgia does help at times but not always for nostalgia only blocks the way to rush
forward towards tomorrow or the next day of life or the next pointless living moment
with no element of surprise, woo - hoo, and this is new, yes, brand new
totally out of the gift wraps that we never knew
neither i or them or he or she or it or you, oh yes neither i nor you
time to taste the latest brew, the super potent dark brown brew
the shade of the dark night sky
the shade of a failed try
and the moments pass, as the minutes now are then past, as you grow old
you only know it's all

gold gold gold gold gold gold gold gold gold gold gold gold gold gold gold gold!

Reflections

a reflection
brings in a phase change of
(pi)

a wave of me
bounced on a mirror
shows me

with a phase change of
(pi)
only a belief

shattered

Same old song (and dance)

Stones: I can't get no satisfaction!
Traffic: Seven is in your mind (or heaven is in your mind)
Doors: Five to one baby, one in five!
Stones: You can't always get what you want...
Ozzy: I'm just a dreamer...
Lennon: But I'm not the only one!
Dylan: All I really want to do...
Lennon: Mind games?
Ozzy: Good bye to romance!
Janis: What good can drinkin' do?
Dylan: The answer my friend, is blowin' in the wind...
Scorpions: The winds of change?
Dylan: For the times they are a changin'...
Jason Mraz: Life is wonderful!
Neil Young: One of these days...
Harrison: All things must pass away...
Metallica: And nothing else matters!
Jim Morrison: Wake up!

W and X, Y, Z

well
you need not finish talking
all about W
for you to reach X or Y or Z

but if W is a condition
for you to do X or Y or Z
then jumping to X or Y or Z
without talking W

would not help
but only leaves you all
bitter
in your mouths

to be

stuck in the 90s in 2000s, is a nice feeling

ipod...

in wildly weirdly random play mode - brilliance at its best - cloudy (s&g) follows paranoid (b.s)

oh-ho-ho!

duh

them is just a four letter word!

all due thanks, Mr. B.D


swing swing swing
high low low low high
low high high high low

awake

sleep, that little bird
made its way to me
made me yawn

and soon was gone
away far away
as I see myself here, wide awake

I,
should have slept then!

Circle