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March 07, 2006


deeper...

everyday brings something new,
another something i cant do
alone and waiting, almost through
then waiting longer, lies from you...

i wake up from restless sleep
the days in passing make me weep
i cant hold on, its hard to keep
a grip on nothing, something deep...

an empty morning, full of bliss
the happy feelings that i miss
its quiet now, but hear it hiss
theres something deeper within this

an empty thought brings empty clues
with empty leads to empty news
funny, empty, in my shoes
my road you walk, which path you choose

the darkness surrounds every light
a lonely thought within the night
mayhap the morrow ends the plite
doubtful but hold on in spite

for ever gripping the nothing
at least i could if was a dream
but eight years too long it does seem
my fingers slipping... final scream...

March 03, 2006

Happy Birthday Dr. Seuss

i say, dear chap, it's dr Seuss
are you sure t'is, mother goose?
yes im sure, t'is dr. suess
how grand, please pass the chocolate moose
the chocolate moose? its dr Seuss!
i know its Seuss. please pass the moose
the moose? but Seuss! gad zukes, no use
t'is wonderful this chocolate moose
"a moose of chocolate? - hi, im Seuss"
t'is Seuss i said, im mother goose
and this, my friend with chocolate moose
chocolate moose for dr Seuss?
for dr Seuss some chocolate moose
the moose is loose i say miss goose
miss goose? why thank you dr Seuss
but we don't have to chase the moose
the chocolate moose is here for use
and soon we'll all have each some moose
for me, my friend, and dr Seuss
no i am full and need no moose
so i will help you mother goose
and we will cook for dr Seuss
to make him more, more chocolate moose
why thank you friend, to help miss goose
no no, miss goose, go sit with Seuss
yes i will show i am of use
and make you both some chocolate moose
to wait with Seuss, t'is not abuse
i wait, i sit, i do amuse
but to sit an wait with dr Seuss
its ready now your chocolate moose
and friend and goose with dr Seuss
sat happily with chocolate moose
none of them put spoons in use
instead with sporks they got from who's
the who's who use the sporks with moose
yes moose of chocolate, moose for who's
and more they came, all who's who use
they brought with them, not moose or spoons
instead just sporks, they wanted moose
we tried to make more, it was no use
until then suddenly came Seuss
who knew just what it was we could use
he picked his pen and wrote of whos
of whos and what's with sporks not spoons
and each who had brought his moose
at least in writing, so said Seuss
so Seuss, who'd written of the whos
he signed it "Seuss - a gift to whos"
then let the pen and parchment loose
and suddenly the who's had moose!
we sat with whos, miss goose, and Seuss
and each we ate our chocolate moose
a friend of goose and now of Seuss
is one who can make chocolate moose
and if you can't make chocolate moose
that's fine, you still are friend of Seuss
the Seuss in you will write the whos
to just have with them their own moose
their moose they will share with you
this Whoville moose is great said goose!
yes mother goose who's filled with moose
and yes, it was, t'was dr Seuss...

- Kain McBride

March 02, 2006


emptiness entwined...

...
a night...
it never ends...
drags on longer...
longer...
never stopping...

a darkness...
it entwines...
bringing sorrow...
anger...
rage...
hate...
all at once...
entwined...

an emptiness...
fills the gaps...
pulling harder...
always inward...
ripping...
shredding all that’s left...
harder...
it pulls until its gone...

an answer...
to what..?
to my sorrow..?
no...
sit and wait...
the emptiness returns...
it all ends...
in time...

a question...
always a question...
eating through the answers
so kindly given...
pity...
the questers question...
a pit of lies...
the answer therein...

a problem...
something new...
something old...
yes something knew...
knew and known...
the answers hidden...
drawn away from...
the quester's problem...
hatred sought...

a promise...
the ending comes...
soon its over...
soon again...
the end...
a new beginning...
new not known...
going faster...
hard to stand up...
falling quickly...
the end in sight...

a new beginning...
like the old one...
starting over...
a new wait...
hatred...
blood it boils...
rage rebirthed now...
pain my friend...

a dead end...
took the wrong road...
no more choices...
all is lost...
i am waiting...
in the distance...
there is something...
finding me...

new life...
comes from old death...
new beginnings...
long since past..,.
hatred...
always present...
always loving...
all my pains...

a new day...
another ending...
another waiting...
lost again...

life...
yes one worth living...
lost forever...
sands of time...
far to long...
lost in darkness...
split together...
hate entwines...

no more...
any longer...
too much anger...
nothing left...
eating...
at my self now...
sanity now...
something lost...

alone...
empty darkness...
can not find it...
i am there...
see me...
past the nothing...
no more something...
gone beware...

cold now...
in the darkness...
all alone now...
nothing there...
empty...
without content...
all ripped out now...
its not fair...