I have watched this world, it’s beauty and it’s pain
Everything that has breathe, existence
The life force that flows within all things upon it
They have all become worthless
They were always worthless
But not I
I was, I AM, more than these lesser
A fair trade, never
That dust which clothes me, is you
That mirth within my smirk, your pain
You can dance this life, or jig into a fairytale
Ash is your reward
An apple is not truly enjoyed until teeth bite into it
My teeth have sunk in,
Can you feel them?
Until the Shepard’s hook halls me off this stage
I WILL PERFORM!
Such play.
-j.g.smith (09/25/07)
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