

A Mysterious EpiphanyA unique number on a tag, Hangs there, grimly, from my bag, Life has always been a drag, But now I'm wrapped up in a flag.A Mysterious Epiphany
I died to serve a cause. I thought. An others' cause into which I bought. But all I've done is left distraught My poor family, whom solace sought.
Inside their minds and house, a space. No comfort given by deathly grace. Practiced mourning and blackened face Continues long as there's a trace.
Empty space at the dinner table, Nothing sits there but a label. Reminiscent of a time more stable. They'd move on if they


A Journey?As though I'm spent, A dime with a dent, I don't know where the value went.A Journey?
One hopes all day, To drain away, And learn to live and not to prey.
My hands drip blood, A relative flood, At least my face is clean from mud.
A hardened nurse, To wooden hearse, Evenly my deeds disperse.
I hear it come! I hear it come! The badly beaten beastly drum.
Prepared to meet, We bow and greet, An inter-psycho-social-feat.
A whiff or smell, In flowered hell, Is rare than the debtor's knell. &nb


Haiku - The Finish LineGrotesque Beautician, I feel uneasy as such, My shell, work on me.Haiku - The Finish Line
A falling freezer, From a height of eight stories, will make no small dent.


Haiku - The Home StretchSwirling Gradience, Calm before the balmy dawn, Why leave paradise?Haiku - The Home Stretch
What a dreary day, Expectation in a gaze, Unwilling malaise.
Green floating lifecraft, Drifts far as I grasp at air, Im back at square one.
Shall I sob or not, Most nobles know the answer, I am in the dark.
A shadow dances, In the light of a candle, I become ugly.


our decisions I.Imagine. Just try to imagine what you could do by controling the way people think. Imagine the possibilities. The ability to make any one believe you, no matter what you say or how much they disagree. Most people would do anything to have this ability, except the one person who does. Me. Jacob Michello.our decisions I.
There are rules to this gift that I have, but of course I made them up myself, being the only one to actually have to follow them. The number one rule I have to tell my self to follow is not to let any one know what I can do. If any one found out that I can control the mind of others it would just end badly. So,
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There's a reason that little guy looks so oblivious.
My blog: [link]
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my boy builds coffins:
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Take your time, enjoy it, breathe. They are not going anywhere.
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---Surrealism without purpose is like fish...
Peace
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