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Aside from Selfish

Scrawls in the Sand:

A

poem for Candice

by Gregory Killam


One night I dreamed you

were walking along

the beach with the lord.

Rainbows from your lips

splashed scenes from

your life across the sky.

(In each scene I sort of

kind of noticed

footprints in the sand.)

Each new technicolor

scene was viscous

runny with fresh

printer's ink, hot from

the pipe dream presses.

Every pageant was

raw and wet and

could still change it's

underlying shape

as if

as if you had

you had maybe not

wanted to complete the

picture. Act. Don't say

cut

just

yet.

Leave room for the

clouds.

Leave room for the

black birds.

For they must come out

as well. You say:

“We can't just have

colors in a heaven-

proof house. I' does

not work that way.”

And yet inside the clouds

I see more rainbows

lurking and still more

refracted from the

black bird's wings.

And I know it can't be

And I hope it can't be

I doubt it is that you

just don't want to see

the ink sprayed from

these words. That words

can't do that and cover

and change and remember

and forget at the same time

The hour grows late

and sense starts to grow

nonsense as a weary

wageslave stubbles into

his five-o-clock shadow

(Hey, just in time to press

it to the cheeks of those

he loves the most.)

Today's colors have either

dried into memory or

merged in a mauve puddle.

And what have we

to show for it? Anything?

A cautionary tale or

a picture postcard?

I can at best wish that

everything has changed

just a little bit. Because

in a brave new world

that isn't so new at all

(and far from brave)

the giant leaps of mankind

are lost in our

own

small

footprints.

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Gregory R Killam
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United States
I don't believe God is a person that you can put a face upon, predict their intentions, and then use that to substantiate your existence. If you have to define a deity in human terms at all then you'd just have to realize that they are the creators of the natural laws. The laws of science. And as long as you stay within those lines you'll be happy. Try and bend the way the universe works to your own designs and you'll always be upset in the end.

Current Residence: Philthydelphia, the City of Brotherly Sludge
Operating System: Cut the patient open, repair the disease, close the patient
Skin of choice: Soft... Freckles a plus
Personal Quote: No miedo de la muerte...no miedo de la vida
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Aside from Selfish

Scrawls in the Sand:

A

poem for Candice

by Gregory Killam


One night I dreamed you

were walking along

the beach with the lord.

Rainbows from your lips

splashed scenes from

your life across the sky.

(In each scene I sort of

kind of noticed

footprints in the sand.)

Each new technicolor

scene was viscous

runny with fresh

printer's ink, hot from

the pipe dream presses.

Every pageant was

raw and wet and

could still change it's

underlying shape

as if

as if you had

you had maybe not

wanted to complete the

picture. Act. Don't say

cut

just

yet.

Leave room for the

clouds.

Leave room for the

black birds.

For they must come out

as well. You say:

“We can't just have

colors in a heaven-

proof house. I' does

not work that way.”

And yet inside the clouds

I see more rainbows

lurking and still more

refracted from the

black bird's wings.

And I know it can't be

And I hope it can't be

I doubt it is that you

just don't want to see

the ink sprayed from

these words. That words

can't do that and cover

and change and remember

and forget at the same time

The hour grows late

and sense starts to grow

nonsense as a weary

wageslave stubbles into

his five-o-clock shadow

(Hey, just in time to press

it to the cheeks of those

he loves the most.)

Today's colors have either

dried into memory or

merged in a mauve puddle.

And what have we

to show for it? Anything?

A cautionary tale or

a picture postcard?

I can at best wish that

everything has changed

just a little bit. Because

in a brave new world

that isn't so new at all

(and far from brave)

the giant leaps of mankind

are lost in our

own

small

footprints.

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Madam--Kitty Featured By Owner Mar 28, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Hi! wanna join my group called Anti-illuminati-01? anti-illuminati-01.deviantart.…
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WrathFan99 Featured By Owner May 19, 2013  Student General Artist
Wow dude , you really seem to get what`s goin` on ! I`m impressed !
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GoreXS Featured By Owner Apr 17, 2012  Hobbyist Artisan Crafter
Thanks for the fav!
Your work is awesome!!!
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pszczolabzzz Featured By Owner Jan 11, 2012  Hobbyist Photographer
thanks for the fave;)
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CalvuS Featured By Owner Jan 10, 2012
hi dear friend :wave:
these are my new facebook and deviantart profile :aww:

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see you later :ahoy:
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B9CC1D Featured By Owner Jan 10, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Yes, a change is necessary now and again.
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BluDevil93 Featured By Owner Oct 31, 2011  Student Photographer
Happy birthday my good friend, hope all is well :)
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B9CC1D Featured By Owner Nov 11, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks so much.
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TgirlValentine Featured By Owner Oct 17, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
*LUV*

just thought you needed it...or perhaps i just needed to give it.
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B9CC1D Featured By Owner Oct 19, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
Actually, it was a weird day. That Sunday I had gone to visit my brand new niece (pictures will be forthcoming) when I heard something in the car radio about how a couple of people had found some mentally unstable individuals and (no, I'm not making this up [link] ) chained them in the basement without clothing or food so that they could cash their Social Security checks.

When I got to my destination, I found out this was (I am also not making this up) three blocks away from my house. In fact, I've seen the people that did this around the neighborhood.

So on one hand I got to see the joy of new life, but on the other I got to feel the depths of humanity. Maybe you were sensing my roller-coaster.
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