Your mother thinks it’s time
I taught you about the birds and the bees,
so here’s what I’ll say about that.
God knows it’s easy to envy birds,
seeing them flying so high and free.
But the truth is most of them live in constant fear
of being killed and eaten by bigger birds,
or cats, or some other creature.
And all that singing the Romantics talk about,
well, it’s really just them squawking in turf wars,
......
xxx
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Envy, that greedy fiend within
The worlding's all-absorbing breast,
That most uncomfortable sin
That ever marred a mortal's rest,
Peace cannot dwell within the soul
That yields to its fell, dark control.
Why should I envy those whom earth
Has pampered, dandled on her knee,
Or those who, blest with richer birth,
......
The stars
that showered
towards Shell’s roof,
The swish of soda can
Opening, fused–
Together. Engulfing the silence,
stillness,
seclude,
And then, Explodes.
......
The more you envy,
The better will I become,
It sounds strange although.
The more you envy,
The better will I become,
It sounds strange although.
Your mother thinks it’s time
I taught you about the birds and the bees,
so here’s what I’ll say about that.
God knows it’s easy to envy birds,
seeing them flying so high and free.
But the truth is most of them live in constant fear
of being killed and eaten by bigger birds,
or cats, or some other creature.
And all that singing the Romantics talk about,
well, it’s really just them squawking in turf wars,
......
Amidst war's guilt, in solitude I tread,
Where envy's venom seeps into my core,
In shadows draped, I mourn the love that's dead,
And death's cold grip leaves me to weep once more.
From battles fought, I bear the scars of shame,
Isolation's chains encircle me tight,
Yet in your love, I find a flickering flame,
A beacon in the dark, dispelling night.
......
The stars
that showered
towards Shell’s roof,
The swish of soda can
Opening, fused–
Together. Engulfing the silence,
stillness,
seclude,
And then, Explodes.
......
xxx
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