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I'll tell you what I think would be the coolest job ever: facilitating people's dreams, whether they be successful (e.g., having multi-platinum music albums), or not (e.g, people poo-poo the idea). That way, people could at least have that golden opportunity to simply follow their dreams without worrying about certain aspects of achieving them. I would love to be the person who could do that - not because of any recognition to go with that, but because of the help I could give that at this moment I cannot render.
The Artist
The Artist
Dirty curb
festering water flowing
Sooty wall
trash pooling at its foot
Seated man
robed in putrid rags
Head down, hands on knees
meager money cup between his feet
Masterpiece painted on the wall
fading through inattention
Who would have known
that he was the painter?
Two Good Hands
two good hands
I see
maybe build things
maybe create things
no-one wants
only fit for shackles
so told
build this for me
Master says
create this for me
Master says
the Big House
bare small house
for me
shackles gettin' heavy
not much makin'
not much creatin'
eyes not seein'
anymore
witherin' away
like crops been frosted
before their final
winter comes
This Morning
Brilliant rays
Underlighting the clouds
The morning's sunrise
A golden fanfare
Trumpeting a new day
Love
Love
Oh, Love!
Thou nymph!
For’er chased, ne’er caught,
Plainly visible yet barely glimpsed,
A fox the hounds ne’er could tree,
The Hart e’er elusive to the huntsman.
A spectre in the night,
Upon whom my arms doth seek embrace,
But find only cold air in the grasp,
A sigh escaping from my lips,
Victory denied.
Love, thou witch!
A spell over me hath thou cast,
For my heart to e’er seeketh thee,
Only to be ingloriously rebuffed,
Thy laughter a siren’s call unto me,
The rocks in this endless sea of darkness,
Looming close, their sharp edges
The knives and fangs of thieves and ser
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