Dedicated to Juli Kastner, the best poet I've ever known.

The Road Not Taken- by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both the morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

if i should
by Lucille Chifton

to clark kent

enter the darkest room
in my house and speak
with my own voice, at last,
about its awful furniture,
pulling apart the covering
over the dusty bodies; the randy
father, the husband holding ice
in his hand like a blessing,
the mother bleeding into herself
and the small imploding girl,
i say if i should walk into
that web, who will come flying
after me, leaping tall buildings?
you?

A Summer Storm

Alas! how frail and weak a little boat
I have sailed in.  I call it Happiness,
And I had thought there was not storm nor stress
Of wind so masterful but it would float
Blithely in their despite; but lo! one note
Of harsh discord, one word of bitterness,
And a fierce overwhelming wilderness
Of angry waters chokes my gasping throat.

I am near drowned in this unhappy sea,
I will not strive, let me lie still and sink,
I have no joy to live. Oh! unkind love!
Why have you wounded me so bitterly?
That am as easily wounded as a dove
Who has a silver throat and feet of pink.

-Lord Alfred Douglas

Whimsical
a song by Days of the New

I can see the orange sky in front of me
I can see things you'll never see
People say it's all a dream
But I can say words you couldn't speak

Is it me
can you believe
You'll never live the world I live
Is it me
It is only me
I can only live a world to live

Break away from you
shattered beliefs
Detaching from my body
desperate in grief
I have changed the world in front of me
One against all
I'm starving this world

Is it me
do you want me
You think you can have me
Say you love me
you want me
I'm saving my money
'cause I don't pay to breathe

I'm not afraid to live
I'm not afriad to die
I can only give what I see inside
You can only take what I give of me
You can only win when I'm not afraid to lose

Subjected to your mother of nature
limited to the colour of your eyes
Drained by the one you call your lover
She don't care if you live or die
Well I don't have a problem
I evolved
Sometimes there's always problems

I stand above

Julia
a song by Our Lady Peace

Can you see her standing there?  She's trying to find just anywhere
there're flowers in her hands, but she doesn't know why
offered is advice to you, but all you do is fake it
she's only yours tonight, and she never cries mother,
but I know there's hurt inside, Julia

Drowning in her own visions,
she's begginig the past to stay behind,
there's a black cat in the night,
and there's a black cat in the sky
offered is advice to you, you left but I don't blame you

we're digging up the past constantly,
to bury it one last time