SOULESCAPE

Would that I could give you

The solitude that you need

To find the way

To your soul.

 

Or that your soul was

The source of your need or

The solitary object of your desire.

 

Would that you could give me

The life that I would seek

In the human circle;

 

Knowing full well in my heart

That my life lies

In the same solitude

You would tell me

That you need.

 

Yes, you lose your solitude

Talking to others about its loss

To the likes of my entertainment

Of the loss of my solitude to you.

 

I see and I hear your protests

To your own life, as well

I know how my visage and my voice

Impacts your life;

But I cannot retreat yet enough.

 

So though we share the same goal;

Soul escapes us both.

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WORMED OVER.

It does not matter

How old I am;

How many times I have experienced it; or

How knowledgeable or prepared I am for it;

Each time that I am plunged into the depths

Of solitude,

I must find again

My God, alone.

 

Surely, there will come a time

When the experience will help me

To disengage from this life; but

 

Until then, I will cling

To what we all know is folly and

I will find myself

Over and over again a worm

Before all of those

Who are better at the game than I.

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SERPENTS BLAME

You may wish me

To places outside yourself

Or to Hades or Hell or the like

But the heart of the life

That you protect so much

Is the place

Where your solitude will strike.

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RUNNING JOKE

Run the other way when you see me;

It is the right and the proper thing to do

Because I too have come to think that way

When I begin to think of you.

Anathema!

Leper!

Unholy!

Unclean!

In the eyes and for the likes of

Most folk.

We all look the same on the inside;

And the outside we live is a joke.

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