I need to get these things out once I get them othwerwise they disappear. They
are not to bright or heavy in substance so if you're looking for inspiration,
head elsewhere. =P

-Craig

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My brain is in a bottle
My heart is in a box
If they traded places
You'd have a box of rocks

<laugh>  I like that!

Being a Braves fan I'm quickly tiring
Of my Georgia boys so yearly expiring
From the play off race come October time
I'd be better off eating earthworm slime

Who's minding the store?
The church and God no more
Echoes of my sins boom down the aisle
Swirling over and under the wooden pews

Grey light pouring in through stained glass
Taloned tauntings twisting
And flying overhead

And I look to the alter
Guarded by the crucifix
The Sacred Son's painted eyes meet mine
His divine energy piercing to the back of my skull

As I stand alone
Unwelcome, undeserving, and undesired
In the Kinddom from which I came

Kingdom that is.

(I rather like "kindom," actually)

resp:0  don't worry-- I like mine poetry short and pithy, and I doubt 
these are lacking in substance.

Some of my best work came quite spontaneously.

'Twas the week after Christmas
And all through the conf.
Not a poet was stirring
Not even a response

goddamnit, my access has been limited, okay?

heh.  Been busy.

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