Hide & Speak (103 recycled words)A Poem by Freder Fredersen (aka Grady)I'm not enlightened. I'm not impressed by those who believe that they are.
Grabbing at images of windblown trees With tearstained teeth and calloused knees, Stabbing at formulas of dead men’s thoughts With yak horn fans and cold stars distraught.
Sunshine winters get my Zen bomb centered. Enlightenment escapes me, B*****d heroes set my pride at zero, I escape enlightenment.
I whisper fear in the spooky sound’s ear With death’s frozen phrase killing cheer, Chewing on razors with my Buddha face, Squandering charm and out of disgrace.
Rot-gut laughter hanging drunk from rafters , pretension hides from my truth, Plastic smiles shine like new ceramic tiles, My truth hides from pretension.
Sobriety and clarity, Poetry and symmetry, I lack, I lie, I live and die, Never touching true prosperity.
I’m average. © 2009 Freder Fredersen (aka Grady)Author's Note
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Added on February 6, 2009Last Updated on February 7, 2009 AuthorFreder Fredersen (aka Grady)Cleveland, TXAboutI'm as wired as a Kamikaze train wreck dance off in downtown Screamerville! When I write I try to leave this world behind and create a new dimension of words and other fresh organic ingredients. In ot.. more..Writing
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