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meaningless words (51)

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emotions pile up
behind the dam
of my heart.
years of love
decades of hate
live in harmony
within my body.
a balanced dance
no one leads.
they make me
and I progress
until one day
pressure wins out.

Written by burrben

March 31, 2011 at 12:52 pm

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heartbreak (19)

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I still stand
where I stood
when you walked
leaving the hurt
in the kitchen
still simmering on.

sharp knife shines
under incandescent glow
leading a parade
of horrible possibilities
and eventual endings
through side streets
of my thinking.

but I stand
still stinging shock
tingles down limbs
my fingers wiggle
to free themselves.
they want no
part in this.

Written by burrben

March 31, 2011 at 12:49 pm

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experiments with meditation (7)

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these eyes
see worlds
impossibly unreal
that shift
and shake
with waves
running hard
crashing, shaping
fragile landscape
into dreams
that exist
for everyone.

Written by burrben

March 30, 2011 at 9:51 pm

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experiments with meditation (6)

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frantically chanting
obscene mantra
searching enlightenment
for something
a sign
it’s not
time wasted

Written by burrben

March 30, 2011 at 6:24 pm

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ghosts

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the naked chill
that suns across
my bare shoulders
makes me believe
ghosts are real.
they may dwell
around each corner
of my room
or my mind.
they may want
what I want.
in my mirror
lie such ghosts,
staring with eyes
brown as mine.

Written by burrben

March 29, 2011 at 11:39 pm

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outside your window
I stand staring
at the life
I once had
I once loved.
you look beautiful
eyes are brighter
see more clearly
the fantastic future
lying before you.
still I stand
selfishly hoping, praying
you see me.

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March 29, 2011 at 4:55 pm

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experiments with meditation (5)

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I feel the breath
entering my body,
expanding me,
a balloon filling
with air, becoming
more than thought.
to release, to let go,
to knowingly create
a void but also knowing
the beautiful possibilities
that may once fill it.

Written by burrben

March 29, 2011 at 1:12 pm

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