Elnathan John Poems

stripped
tripped
ripped
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DINNER TIME

Do we sometimes bask in our delusions,
And become tourists in lands that never were?
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I
It is only now that I see
The handprints all over you
Astonishing how quick I swallowed
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the breeze blows a crippling cold,
caning my naked nipples and nose
I listen for a sign:
there is no wisdom in the wind
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sleep my kid, sleep my child
run fast in your dreams, run wild
dream of lakes full of milk
dream of beds soft as silk
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you used to dream
of kings with balloons and candy
you used to dream…
and i would laugh
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Will you walk back with me
to my matchbox home?
Will you walk
not because I want you to see
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I would like to exit this dreary stage
With regal pomp and feral rage
I would like the audience and stage players
To utter my name in all their prayers
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SONG IN FOUR PARTS

I
Mock my dreams
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PLAYING GOD

Only God…
Could love you for yourself alone…
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