Guard

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Guard

Guard no more to your demons, got the gold watch last year
No more tangles, no more tears
I have invested way too much in all my fears
The payoff doesn't seem to be here

You my friend have much more investing to do, the gremlins, they are there, they are within you
Cannot see, cannot hear the gremlins when they sting the welt leaves a scar on convenient souls

To an abyss of clarity, free of fear, at a loss for words I arrive at silence clenching my gold watch
My own gremlins licking their stingers and stroking my hair

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LaLucha commented on Guard

05-20-2009

Eeeewwww gremlins with stingers, and the watch means....time passing? Is this a retirement poem? Hmmm.

BClaim

05/28/2009

HA! Yes the watch means retirememnt from watching over someone elses demons previously... that was a break up letter/poem, and ya, I do not think he got it! Thank you for reading :)

The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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