alright. poetry1
Mine away attack the sway
Coal and dole the pay
Heave the day2
Slay3
I watched towers in sand
Rise to towering height
Without you hand in hand4
I fail to see the
towers in sand? what does that even— augh
how 'bout…
Do the trees think of winter
Of losing their leaves?
Do the birds long for springtime
As they nest in the eaves?5
Does the rain fear its falling
Of drenching the streets?
Does the sun plan for nightime
As light the earth meets?
Do the
fuck. um. um. —houses6 animals7 bees89
wait
— Do the flowers like blooming
Of blossoms galore10
Do the waves watch themselves
As they crash to the shore11
um okay what next..
what next..
Does death feel unremorseful
Of harvesting souls?
Does
i hate these
meaningless
words
whats the point. does it
have
a point, or reason
rhyme or meter
meaning
understand i
cannot make
a good piece of
poetry
if you are
there in the
place where reason
is
the meaning of "are"
real
nonsense12
I suck
Does man have true life
Whilst harvesting coal
-
coal, being the fuel
dreams, the fuel
life, the fire
passion13
dreams, the tool.
"Then why do we?"14
Piccola Poesia, song for two pianos.