

Thicker SkinLet him start again At the age of ten, With all that he knows now, And he'll grow up like a normal boy, with Thicker skin, and a sharper mouth and he'll know Art is food for a famished soul And music the meat And prose the wine, and that The rest of his life is the only Game in town to be played, crooked and all.Thicker Skin
If he'd known it all then He wouldn't be here now with Eleven years of strain and failure Hanging from his heart And nothing to show.
If this is a first chapter, let it end. The protagonist is beaten sore. The faithful


GiftedOn the night I took you in I thought it was for you, Thought with all my heart it was for you.Gifted
The sequence of events that got our two paths intertwined Put all things in perspective for a time.
And the serendipity had brought me to a high, And all the time my mind was swimming. The idea took me over That all things happen for a reason, That every moment has its place, That something gifted you to me And I to you.
And maybe it's all true. The world conspired to nudge things in our favour. Our mistake was following the thread too far.  


AsphaltThe eye is wide, open, black Grasping for light, as if The blazing sky which bleaches the scene Were cold and dark.Asphalt
The face, resigned, placid Displays no shock or sorrow Gazes at something just beyond the horizon Invisible to the living.
His shirt collar, his cotton shoulders Little crimson sequins adorn them. His cheek doesn't recoil From the white-hot asphalt.
Gnarled, knuckled fingers Of blood fry in the cracks. Intoxicating copper fumes Can do him no harm.
He has lain on the griddle For hours since his arrival
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pahshroom~ it looks like a pah and tastes like a pah, but its actually a mushroom!
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It may not be proven but it's a scientific fact << >>
"I'm not Drunk, I'm Tom!"
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pahshroom~ it looks like a pah and tastes like a pah, but its actually a mushroom!
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pahshroom~ it looks like a pah and tastes like a pah, but its actually a mushroom!
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