New PathsThere was a pattern to be found - a joy in surrenderThe discovery that something new resided just behind the eyesRelinquishing a guise no longer a servitudeBut a gentle guidance of being lead by the soul
21st Century Murder MysteryDon’t place the absence of that child-molesting-piece-of-shiton the same man you sought to blackmail.We all know you pulled the trigger, you bitch!Then had the same herd of “cannibal friends” bury his body in the basement.Only to hold a party days later – dancing on his head,bragging to your “other friends”, of what you had done.Finally, when the long-arm-of-the-lawnearly caught you at your gameYou set out to frame the only person you felt you could get away with:And to make certain your plan met with fruition this time aroundYou used a rat and 21st Century technology, and the moving of the corpseto ensure your final victoryWell now, since you are so keen on using my poetry as proof of guilt:Turn in the mirror, sit in the interrogation room, in the court roomTell them all again, How you and your friends are innocentAnd the guilty party is the man you’ve made your scapegoat.
February 16I float on, pursuing the inspiration of my heart.I will live beautifully.Though I wanted you all in it,I can see now why that can never be.But that truth will not stop me from proving:You can live a beautiful life.Regardless of the struggles,Peace, love and happiness are a personal choiceWe make every minute of the day.I'll never forget that.
A Zen Approach to Life and LoveI have always tried to live with the understanding:All this has happened before.I am not the first, and will, most likely,not be the last.Surely, if others can survive and prosperI, too, must be able to emulate their resolve.
To Be Loved for One's SelfI never tried to hide any of myself from you, For, if you were to hate me, (or love me,)Then you would have to do it for who I am, And never for who I am not,Or, worse yet, who I could never be.As is my nature, many of my attributes... my proclivities, were exaggerated,For if you could love me in all my outrageousness,Then surely, you would find solace...Sanctuary even, in my more domesticated characteristics.