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Date Posted: 05/27/05 10:30:43pm
Author: Gray Squirrel
Subject: You are all in my Head

You are all in my Head

Neither love
Nor death
Enjoy me...
While bathing in the squalor
Of my own undoing.

The static of my mind corrupting
The melody of my heart;
But the melody
Plays on, relentless...
Despite the shouting.

There is no one here.
Ever.
Though I hear you soft
In reprise,
Your beautiful counterpoint.

If you could
Only hear me.

You sing about colors and feathers
And showers and starlight reflected
On shivering snow.

But when you place me near your ear,
To hear the tropical sounds of peace,
I turn from stone to sand.

Not poruous enough
To hold a single drop.

Kiss me goodbye then!

But no...
I am neither
Loved nor dead.

-Gray Squirrel

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Re: You are all in my Head -- Jack Aubry, 05/28/05 6:54:20pm
Re: You are all in my Head -- Leisa*), 06/ 1/05 8:02:32pm

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>You are all in my Head > >Neither love >Nor death >Enjoy me... >While bathing in the squalor >Of my own undoing. > >The static of my mind corrupting >The melody of my heart; >But the melody >Plays on, relentless... >Despite the shouting. > >There is no one here. >Ever. >Though I hear you soft >In reprise, >Your beautiful counterpoint. > >If you could >Only hear me. > >You sing about colors and feathers >And showers and starlight reflected >On shivering snow. > >But when you place me near your ear, >To hear the tropical sounds of peace, >I turn from stone to sand. > >Not poruous enough >To hold a single drop. > >Kiss me goodbye then! > >But no... >I am neither >Loved nor dead. > >-Gray Squirrel
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