I’ve made myself by rules
And bound myself by them
Slave of my own free will
Category Archives: poetry
Two kinds of rules
Rules that others make for us
Rules that we’ve made for ourselves
Rules we follow with our heads
Rules we follow from our hearts
Rules we do not care to honour
Rules we care not to dishonour
Rules that are made because they could be broken
Rules that exist because they should be followed
Rules that are because truth is
Rules that are because truth is ignored
At every moment there are just two kinds of rules before us and only one of two ways to do per time.
To see and look away
To see and look away
To like and leave her sway
To not say not again
To keep in on the way
To Forget
To forget
Yes
Shall I never recollect
No
I shall not re-member
Drugging for esteem
The drug gives self-esteem
And so it feels
That it does
For short
The Happiness of Contentment
Less bright and loud
More strong and deep
Neither open nor hidden
There lingering
A happiness
Me contented
…
Discussing Talk
Though I would talk with you
You’d rather discuss with me
I want to talk to you
Discusing to you is impossible
Listen,
I’m talking
You talk back
We’re talkimg to each other
I’m talking
you heard me
and responded
I heard you
…
It was nice discussion
‘I love you’ rings in my head
Thinking of how many times I’ve heard them
Those words, they appear in me now and again
Whether you’re here or some where
‘I love you,’ rings in my head
