Mike Griffith Poems

Adversity,

hardship,
...

Oftentimes I feel
So very, very close
To what I falsely believe
Is some correct reality
...

I no longer need the complex, shiny things.
Rather, I jettison the clumsy details and shallow idolatry;
Greedily gathered and hoarded while in fear.
Simple life is what I need - all I need,
...

The hits keep coming,
Steady and strong.
Packing a wallop
The whole damn decade long.
...

Recently the princess of innocence,
But now my little girl wants to die,
Once so high - now spiraled down,
And not one doctor can tell us why.
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Orderly flowing slopes and soft depths,
Receding planes in odd perspective colored by contrasts of light,
Escher-esque designs and pseudo-static loads of b.s.,
Integrals and derivatives give way
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I am addicted to melancholy and sadness,
And I make sure to feed
My self-loathing and madness.
I am used to defeat and pain,
...

Shock is lack of blood flow
To my heart,
My broken heart.
My heart lies empty
...

Rain,
I quiver as you gather,
and when we're together
I thank God for connecting us.
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