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Join the Feast Like the tides
of open water
my anger
ebbs and flows.
The blood drips
off my fingers
and pools
around my toes.
My eyes
stare into nothing
and my chest heaves
like a beast.
A whisper
slithers from my lips
"Will you come and join the feast?"
In My Nose I've found that there's a little man
who is living in my nose.
He's been dragging in his boxes
which are likely full of clothes
and pillows, sheets, and other things
that one might bring along
and all the while he's moving in
he sings a little song.
It's a pleasant sort of tune
although I can't hear what he's saying
and when he hits the higher notes
it is a bit dismaying
for his singing can be ticklish
which is a great unease.
I hate to think of what might happen
if it were to make me sneeze.
The Clearing There is a place that I can go
where everything is right
a clearing in the forest
that's always bathed in light.
Every time I go there
I'm always guaranteed
to find that it is filled
with all the things I need.
Sometimes I find the quiet
and sometimes find my friends
sometimes I find adventure
and hope it never ends.
But whatever I may find there
or what virtues I'd extol
that place is an elixir
which heals my weary soul.
Breaking My mind is breaking
I can feel it quaking
under the strain
of the weight above.
And when it snaps
then I'll collapse
for want of a
healing love.
The Monster Down the Road Don't go to the house at the end of the road.
There's a monster living there
all covered in warts like a giant toad
with spiders in his hair.
He smells of week-old rotting meat
and his clothes are full of fleas.
He has a beard that's far from neat
which falls down to his knees.
He sits in that house all day and night
plotting who knows what.
It's sure to cause us quite a fright.
I feel that in my gut.
So stay away from that horrible place
with the monster living inside
and if he ever sees your face
you'd better run and hide
for if he catches you
then it would be a grave mistake,
the things he'll make you do
with just a tra
Talking to Strangers There are so many people
on my street
that I would dearly
like to meet.
I'd like to see
those husbands and wives
all of them leading
such interesting lives.
I'd like to say, "Hello!"
to Andy, Carla, Liz, and Jim
but mother says they're strangers
and I shouldn't talk to them.
She says that about everyone
tall, thin, big, or small.
So unless you're not a stranger
I should never talk at all.

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A Giant Jaunt

by =GodOfMasks

I don't know why they run.
Am I that hideous a sight?
Do thoughts of my deep voice
haunt their childrens' dreams at night?
I know that I'm a decent fellow
but I don't know what to do
for every time I miss a step
they miss a house or two.
Sure I ground Jack's bones
into a tasty dough for bread
but no one liked him anyway
at least that's what they said.
Why are they so terrified?
Could it be my girth?
For when I walk along
my footsteps fairly shake the earth.
It's hardly fair to shun a man
who cannot help his size
and anyway it's very rude
and certainly unwise.
But, no, it couldn't be my weight
I think I'll just go ask.
I just saw someone passing.
It should be a simple task
but, oh, where has he got to?
He must have wandered in my way.
They really must be careful.
That's the fourteenth one today.
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Immortal Memories I walk in silence
among aged and flaking stones
a graveyard with not a single name
writ upon its faces.
Rows upon rows
but only one is true
the one I seek to find
only the memory is gone.

I float through the air
down a dark twisting road
while the wind whispers beneath me
and the trees bend to touch my cheek.
I come upon a scene of desolation
of destruction and death
and it slithers beneath me
but death has two faces.

I dance with death
and its flashing fangs.
The titan of two bodies coils against the sky
and as thunder booms
it is lightning made flesh.
The dance is swift but the steps are many
and the wind has left me
Immortal Memories by =GodOfMasks
Hole in the Wall What resides in that hole in the wall?
Whatever could it be?
If I were brave enough to take a peek
what would there be to see?
And if I placed my eye upon
that ever-present hole
then would I be surprised
if what I saw there was my soul?Hole in the Wall by =GodOfMasks
Trying We keep trying
with the odds stacked up against us
with nothing but belief on our side.
We keep trying
though the way seems impossible
though the opposition seems insurmountable.
We keep trying
never knowing when it will end
never seeing what we may bring.
We keep trying.Trying by =GodOfMasks
Get Out of My Mouth! Who the devil is in my mouth!?
What foul weapons do they wield?
If I could look them in the eye
I'd scream,"I yield, I yield!"
They're in there wreaking havoc
on my teeth all night and day
those masters of invoking pain
I wish they'd go away!Get Out of My Mouth! by =GodOfMasks
The One for Me Do you smile when things
just aren't quite right?
When you lie down
and look at the sky
do you clutch the ground
to keep from falling off?
Have you ever gotten lost
without ever having moved?
Does the world speak to you
in ever changing tongues?
Do you see magic in every nook and cranny?
Then you're the one for me.The One for Me by =GodOfMasks
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