
Invitation to Outer SpaceI'm not trapped here on the ground, but every time I spread my wings there's something out there chasing me... darkness bringing poor tidings.
I don't want to tear you limb-by-limb, just catch and hold you close. I want a flying companion where the sky ever grows.
I can flit and flicker homeward, I can dance across the sky, I can suckle on poison trees, but I dare not go so high.
I can hang up in the air, don't need wax to hold me aloft, but it's so lonely in the sky and your flowers look so soft.
No, don't follow me down here, nay, keep away! I don't want-- what are you doing? --Oh, wow! I never knew the world this way. Invitation to Outer Space by ~divby0
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This Momentconsider the spinning of the earth, and the passing of each wave. there's little enough time for now, let alone look back and say
it's what I've done and where I've been, my fortune doesn't change. we're kings and pawns, all said and done; we're moving to a new age.
I've got no choice in the matter, I'd rather sit here and wait. but if I let myself crumble, watch myself stumble... I'll never get to meet my fate.
sit here a moment longer, draw this minute out. once it's gone, it's gone for good, and never again come about.
I've been who I've been, made all that din, and wished I could take it all back. I slipped and I fell, and cried for a This Moment by ~divby0
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Left-Right Lotterystick 'em up and out and on, hold 'em wide and hold 'em long, give 'em a kiss and breathe in deep while I decide which eye to keep.
perhaps your ears, you don't need both, though one's not funny, just uncouth.
or maybe I'll aim lower still, no more hands dipped in the till, take off the shoulder, or just the wrist, don't be afraid, I won't miss.
I won't point them at your feet, but maybe somewhere in between...? Left-Right Lottery by ~divby0
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Work In Progressgive me a wire and a pipe and a node, I need no schematics, no payments, no gold; I'll build you a circuit that will catch the eye, and when I'm done, you'll wish it would fly.
give me the sky, the earth, and the sea, I need no payment, just air to breathe; I'll build you a place to spread your wings, and when I'm done, you'll wish you could sing.
give me the rumbling deep underground, give me the stars, their silence and sound, give me a promise I'll be undisturbed, and then I will get back to work. Work In Progress by ~divby0
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Manido-Tewin: Spirit Homewandering through the mountains, hunting down my dreams, dancing through the maze, of blues and browns and greens,
caught between the veils, of my human self and this, reliving all the memories, making new ones in the midst,
retiring to my furrself, to refuel my spirit's health. give the human time to repair, repolishing my immaterial weath Manido-Tewin: Spirit Home by ~divby0
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