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The next Move

ah

ah

I have iT

in my hands,

I want to do

something with it

but im scared

so I stand,

not too sure

on my next move

damn the feeling of feeling damned,

she fell right

into my palm

but to bother her

I can’t,

I fidget

feeling rigid

 I AM a Richard

I’m the man,

the king in me

is humbled

and I bow

as if on holy land,

that doesn’t mean

I don’t attempt

but every kick

is caught by another hand,

that assures me

somethings going to happen

but it’s not

what I have planned,

so all the more

does it make me mad

and all the more

do I demand,

for more

oh this whore

has me heated

and then a fan,

hovers over and cools me off

I’m put off

and forget

why I heavily pant,

once I sit

all the way down

I can now

figure out my next dance

Another Start

in the desert

there is no water,

trails cover up and confuse

way more than they allow the ability to follow…

if the sights

remain the same,

we should probably

view them a different way…

looking back

can only damn,

the future that doesn’t

go so according to plan…

I’m up against so many

different versions of my self,

some with eyes closed

others seeing only with emotions left undelt…

with

or on top of,

only cramming more

of the unknown and the un thought of…

let this be

another new beginning,

another new start

with our eyes on the prize of winning…

let not hesitation

poor fatigue or lack want,

detour us from our journey

and mission to carry out our arch,

destiny is our undergarments

miss calculated turns our skid marks,

shake away what doesn’t work

and let’s make a fresh start…