This door before hides nothing from your eyes
But the contents inside might bring you surprise
The combination lock has a time release
So if you stumble over numbers you can wait in peace
Trust breeds truth, and truth breeds life
And life breeds love which eradicates the strife
So breath easy and free yourself from any wonder
Help me count the stars that we’re both sitting under
This one is actually a Song...rap song
The princess made me promise not to harm her
So I live my life this knight in shining armor
A youth in hot pursuit of trivial truths they shot at you
Throw the game out the window cause I’m sick of guessing who
Who’s best Who’s next
Whose soul is harried from carrying old regrets
What’s hot what’s not
What’s the block gonna read that lies atop my funeral plot
What’s hip What’s hop
It says Knowledgendary check the local record shop
Whose chess pieces get chewed up like used stress relievers
Whose get used to repress this epic mess of heathens
Whose breathing gets heavy when ascending many mountains and
Who draws their income from the change that’s in the fountain pen
Who’s out in the real world with no particular reason
Who’s sick and tired of searching just for something to believe in
It’s me, It’s you It’s anyone willing to choose
Win or lose I’m down to gamble so you can watch these chips move
No regard for my cards sent em To the center of the table
If you haven’t learned by now I’ll bet on any horse in the stable
These words I find to force you to fancy me
Free you to focus on internal intricacies
Previously free of scrutiny truthfully
Secure in the solitude structured for secrecy
Dislodged the logic of low life location
Prerogative pushed to the forefront of function
Sending the signals laced with sensation
Resigned to the resonance trust the destruction
The delicate dance of questions never asked
Answers never offered opportunities passed
Placed in a space reserved for the sacred
Sacrificed grace to hasten the ill fated
But never severed the tether to what was better
Cause the tears I would have cried could have made water wetter
So I drink deeply of what you mean to me
And you swallow the same at least I hope, secretly
So i'm bringing this thing back, but it's going to be strictly for poetry...hoping to get some feedback, and maybe even some regular readers...but who knows