Oh, Im just Trouble

101807

333am movements
Across the astroplane
I heard 333am
Is the witching hour
Funny – Ive have already
Trecked undecipherable lands,
I have already forged a new way
For the new (brain) wave,
Ive gone through curses,
Ive never been praised,
Ive heard demonic versus
Sung as my neck wrung,
Ive been turned away
By some, and
Ive been accepted
By many others,
I sport long grey wings
In limbo: the inbetweens
Of inbetweens,
Where things never intervene,
Catch me where
No others dare lie,
Deconstructed—
Lead astray.

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101807b
I feel as if I am the bi-product of your assumptions and
Lowered expectations—
If I were made of sunrises
Would I have been
Absolutely bright enough
If I were made of smiles
Would I have been
Positively happy enough
If I were made of shit
Could I rise from it?
Make the top of the tree
Move in the wind – joyfully?
Or would I the root rot
The tree and branches
Bring it down
Like me?

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101807c
I watched the lights
Glide over my head
The colours
Most vibrant
The euphoria songs
Play in my ear
As red turns orange
Then green
And Im glidin again
Could this actually be
Peace on earth?
Or ether dreams
Running my show?

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