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look here! free pants!

nfmessiahnfmessiah Posts: 58
edited September 2003 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
ok, so there's no free pants, but i had to get some attention so somebody could read the little poem i wrote while sitting here at work. its called "today"

today i'm not a word, but a whole book
stopped spinning and tried to take a look
today i found the devil crouched in my room
looking like an angel and holding a broom
wanted to sweep my memory under the bed
and try to pretend it was all in my head
today i learned that life is a game
of prisons and ladders and losing your name
today i am free to run around in my cage
to suffer the indignity of my lovesick rage
i'm not an escape but an objective desicion
wound like a clock and executed with presicion
today i learned that i'm still alive
today i'll grin and bear it and not even try
today i am yesterday and yesterday's gone
today i am the poem you make into song
today...
once dissolved we are free to grow...
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  • coleencoleen Posts: 938
    free pants or no - this is wonderful.
  • nfmessiahnfmessiah Posts: 58
    thanks. its funny where inspiration will strike you. i'll post more if i get a chance to breathe.
    once dissolved we are free to grow...
  • neenerbeanneenerbean Posts: 205
    Originally posted by coleen
    free pants or no - this is wonderful.

    my thoughts exactly!
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  • BhagavadGitaBhagavadGita Posts: 1,748
    Originally posted by nfmessiah
    ok, so there's no free pants, but i had to get some attention so somebody could read the little poem i wrote while sitting here at work. its called "today"

    today i'm not a word, but a whole book
    stopped spinning and tried to take a look
    today i found the devil crouched in my room
    looking like an angel and holding a broom
    wanted to sweep my memory under the bed
    and try to pretend it was all in my head
    today i learned that life is a game
    of prisons and ladders and losing your name
    today i am free to run around in my cage
    to suffer the indignity of my lovesick rage
    i'm not an escape but an objective desicion
    wound like a clock and executed with presicion
    today i learned that i'm still alive
    today i'll grin and bear it and not even try
    today i am yesterday and yesterday's gone
    today i am the poem you make into song
    today...

    yesterdays song. nice.
    boy was i confused.
    i did find my pants after that lovesick rage
  • keven 33keven 33 Posts: 259
    hi i didn't read your post but your name suggests
    you have a religion , what's it called son?
    convicted
  • FancyFacadeFancyFacade Posts: 330
    awesome
  • BhagavadGitaBhagavadGita Posts: 1,748
    Originally posted by keven 33
    hi i didn't read your post but your name suggests
    you have a religion , what's it called son?
  • BhagavadGitaBhagavadGita Posts: 1,748
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  • BhagavadGitaBhagavadGita Posts: 1,748
    Originally posted by keven 33
    hi i didn't read your post but your name suggests
    you have a religion , what's it called son?

    the church of trees and bees and skinned knees.
  • justamjustam Posts: 21,412
    I like your poem. :)
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  • setaside2setaside2 Posts: 1,084
    That was a fun poem and totally appropriate for writing at work.

    sigh

    satan always looks like an angel on payday.
    I'm stepping in front of the gushing hydrant in a hurricane. I'd like to see the traction I keep.
  • nfmessiahnfmessiah Posts: 58
    thanks everybody.

    so very true seta, what you said about work.
    i hate this place everyday until payday...
    once dissolved we are free to grow...
  • fakeplastictreefakeplastictree Posts: 61
    love it
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