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Old Poems

Check out these old writings that go as far back as January 1989, when i was only four months into my 14th year and a mere freshman in high school.

They are sadly funny. as much for the undeveloped writing skills they display as they are for the melancholy they were trying to explain.

date unknown approx. 1991 (Junior in high school, age 15/16)

communication gap
backward baseball cap
do you wanna a smack?
don't give me that crap!

i'll shoot you
you'll fall
you'll die
we had it all once
but i don't cry

i'll stab you
you'll scream
and crumble down
such a frown
is yours - not mine

and that's just fine with me
i want it all
in due time
we'll fall
synchronized in death's
soothing hands

warm finger tips
caress - massage
ease the tension
of a world's barrage
on the innocent
defenseless

hell sent
treaties for peace
offer little resolution
we need
a better solution

i'll shoot you
you'll fall
you'll die
we had it all once
but i don't cry

not the reaper
not the life giver
no - it's not us
it's santa claus

the blaring applause
knocks you down
the stairs punch you
pound you around
my trap you're in
pain begins

i push - you pull
the well is full
no more wishes until
next year
come back then my dear

tomorrow you'll find
some other kind
of amusement
another dent
on the fender
of our lives

we strive
so determined
to revive
we tumble down
the chasm - life

we wail - we scream
we hope it's dream
no it's real
i can feel
everything you ever meant to me

i'll shoot you
you'll fall
you'll die
we had it all once
but i don't cry

the humid air
peeling off my face
as we enter a cooler place
it's cold - it's ice
it's neat - it's kinda nice
here, but there's got ot be
a string to interfere
rememeber who we are - you and me
our luck isn't very lucky

a ladder
or a step
pick one
can't agree
maybe we
should run
what have we done
to this cage
it's rust is rage
turn the page
the book regurgitates
all our mistakes

turn the page again
don't hesitate
or the story will end
i want chances
you want romances
we are nothing
in this scheme
background activity
fading back into the seam
unnoticed - untaken
by the eye
no one saw us fly
away together
separating in the clouds
never found
what we were looking for
maybe cuz we weren't sure
just what it was
afterall
somebody had to
take the fall

i'll shoot you
you'll fall
you'll die
we had it all once
but i don't cry

the final call is defeat
our last retreat
we fall in symmetry
against the wind
i fall for thee

i'll shoot you
you'll fall
you'll die
we had it all once
but i don't cry