It's Time to Lay Down Your Arms, It's OK to Cry

 by

 D Edward Collier

 (for Tryys) 

      A Hero to me is someone who does something... they know is wrong, but they do it to survive.

      They don't blame their life on any other person or any other thing. Despite the permission they are given to find fake cause...

                  outside their self...

                  they take the pain...

                  the brunt...

                  and shrug...

      hopefully to put this tired shit (one day) on the shelf.

      We are NOT your Morals or Judgements on our lives.

      We are not what WE suspect you think of us... out of the corner of your eyes.

      We are not the Drugs we have done.

      We are not the cost of our varied fun...

      because it wasn't for the sake of fun that we committed, these sins, the things that hurt us,

      even now, but mostly way back when...

      We re-invented ourselves again and again...

      Living... 'Tryying' to find the Person, we felt Right as, and that would still fit in...

     That you would like, and maybe think was cool... Or maybe make a living, tricking... you into paying the course... Remember who we made you think we were at school...

   

And Now... One of us is really tired, had enough, and feels conspired... against... by everything else in life... Don't pity, Don't judge, Don't notice, but help...

     One of us is drowning, and needs so much love... From themselves... but you can't give that... Sooooooooo, why do II go on? Because it needs to be said... That one who mattered, was here...

     We've lost so many lately, out of Pain, out of Weakness (not ours), out of Fear...

     NO MORE!!!

     And this is where I choose to stand...

     A freak...

     Imperfect...

     Not a woman or a man.

                                                                                - - DEC

 

Snowflake Logic

Snowflake Logic


by

D Edward Collier


-- originally written 12/03/04





Oh, you flawed Egg of perfection.

Exactingly manifested,

born of Scrupulous design.



Coming,

like hours to the dozen,

no two the same.


All, is

as

it was meant to Be.




You valued Jewel,

Set in 'Excreating Barnyard Orifice Mount.'



I mean to say,

You 'Sparkle like a Diamond in a Goats Ass!'





When glimpsed,

Even your address,

Cannot diminish,

our brilliance.



Vanity's mirrors,

Have Warped perceptions.

A Relation of Truth to Geometry,

Never Matching thine Visage,

With ill-conceived

Desire;

Of supposed to be.




So,

Forget what You know

And

Forget what You've Seen.



Today,

You,

Are that self-hating Snowflake.

Now Foresking,

That your marvelous pattern

Is-of-Intent

With Purpose.



Tomorrow,

Fulfilled,

Uplifted,

Accepting,

You will Be.

Knowing that

Imbued

in the gift

of specific decision

iS Certainty.



All - - -

Is Ever

As It Should

And Will Ever Be.


DEC

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