Take the Time to Drink some Wine

All is good and well and fine
So take the time to drink some wine
Who knows where it will lead you
The monster as it feeds you

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I Know Not

I know not of what I speak
I know not of the day nor of the week.
I know not why when I think of the sky
My bones, my knees grow weak.

poem by David Lacey
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Ill

What are these capsules placed before me?
Surely too large to swallow.
Here I lay, ill throughout the day.
Yellow, boneless and hollow.

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The World Skips Over Three Drains.

No one lifts their hats these days
As the world skips over three drains.
We forget our lessons learnt
Why not rewrite the books we burnt?

poem by David Lacey
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Squeeze

Squeeze yourself into a house of glass
Squeeze into the future past
Squeeze a smile and squeeze a laugh
Squeeze the time as days they pass.

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The Dream of Becoming

Everywhere you go you are seen
Every place I know I have been
The exhibition proceeds
They voyeurs feed
And still we are lost in the dream.

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Shaking as I Wake

My hands are trembling torments
Shaking as I wake
Take me to the land
Where I hold steady my own hand
And where my heart shall never break.

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A Simple Truth

The hills, the valleys of this land
Are not so hard to understand.
If we perceive with childish eyes,
We can make happy and true the skies.

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A Flourish Of Horns

A flourish of horns
The power is ours to bestow
To name and to envision

Time has made fools of us all
No school of thought can save us now.

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A Perception of Truths Surreal

She holds dear to her heart
A perception of truths surreal
Peeling back the layered veils
We seek to know what it is
That we may define as real

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