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Returning to Reconstruct: A Reincarnation
On a Knight Like This (Dedicated to Puppy)

Sitting here biding my Time
There’s not much I can do
So I’ll make up some Rhymes

Is there any way to know
Where they’re originally from?
This Wellspring of Words...
How do they manage to come?

They just seem to POP OUT
After creeping into my mind
But I can’t stand this pursuit
It’s a waste of my Kind

I really just want to be…
With Bob, alone. Is he ever
Gonna call me, on the phone?

I know I've used and abused
Repeating Rhymes before
Rearranging chameleon lines
Exposes the primitive score

But at least these can not
Be called lines of drugs
I'd much rather wait
For a strong loving hug

They damaged My Souls
I knew I’d been had
Being captured this way
Is so terribly sad

But I had no other choice
No known visible safe way
I didn't want to go out to play

My heart has been fractured
It turned blood-river red
But you already know this
It's already been said

Senor, what are we waiting for?
Tell me, why won't you come?
It fills me with outrage and fury
And makes me feel so dumb

Lord, I’m destined to crack
Locked inside these abodes
Carrying incalculable pain
Under unbearable loads

Inhumanly born burdens
A crashing diseased weight
My life’s brutal pathways
A cruel crippling fate

I know I can sense it,
In my Mind, in my Soul
Nothing gold can stay
We reached for the coal

You know it’s been written
I’m bound to explode...
I’m still expecting to lose it
And hit virgin road

I can't believe he's so Incredibly
Insane. It splits me apart,
Like a smashed window pane

Splintered Shards of Cut
Broken Glass…..Shredding
The Threads of My Skins….
What Bound Fringes
Of this Free World do I Mine
...So recklessly to Win?

What in G-d’s Great Name
Is this Leviathan Creature?
And why on Earth...
Do I Bother to “Care?”

Why do I insist on
Loving him So Strongly...?
So Helpless that I
Would e’er to Dare….?

If He still doesn't know
He's G-d’s biggest moron
He gets himself down
When he’s got the bore on

He's filled with anguish
Fear and self-doubt
Why does he sit...
And think and pout?

Why not just do it
For once in your life?
Come back to me
And make me your Wife

I can't understand this
After so many long years
I almost could kill him
Or cut off all his ears

Why don't you want me?
Why won't you come?
I’m not happy at all
I’m not having fun

This is empty and stupid
And thoroughly lame ‒
I never wanted this
I don't care about fame

Just come be my baby
Come make me whole
You know it’s your duty
To repair my torn soul

You said you would do it
This is so painfully unfair
Prove that you want me
Show me that you care

You’ve been singing for me
Endlessly, year after year...
Saying you still love me
That for me you shed tears

I’m reclining in bed now
But I was slouched at my desk
I told you everything with gusto
When I’d rather have had rest

But I was driven and pushed
I was trapped in a field
Of maggots, and magnets
To you I must yield

I’m begging for mercy
Please beam up my soul
Let me into Your dream
Make me your Goal

I’m shattered like Road Runner
“Come back to Me,” I say
It will be Absolute and Perfect
In G-d’s For-ever Way

A fresh Springtime’s blossom
A love once again made new
A crystal spark that's ignited
Like Sinai’s glistening dew
Falling down from the Heavens
To sustain the Chosen few

I could go on and on Eternally
My longest-lost dear sweet friend
But as long as I’m alive
As we’ve been instructed to bend
Here are these words of “ILY”
Which I’ve just got to send

These are my prayers to You
I know that you’re Hissing
You’re the only thing gone
You’re just what I’m missing

(and I'd so very much rather
Your Chapped lips to be Kissing...
...iykwimaityd….*NOT* 😉 🤣 😇 )

The High Priestess, H.C. 🔯
Queen of France 💋
Shabbat/Purim
3.23.2016

- “let’s get drrrunk!!!” HIGH FIVE!!!!

“Roll On,….פסח!” Quoting Delia, childhood friend from Oz (rev. by רחל)

cheesetray wrote:
>
> Returning to Reconstruct: A Reincarnation
> On a Knight Like This (Dedicated to Puppy)

> Sitting here biding my Time
> There’s not much I can do
> So I’ll make up some Rhymes

> Is there any way to know
> Where they’re originally from?
> This Wellspring of Words...
> How do they manage to come?

> They just seem to POP OUT
> After creeping into my mind
> But I can’t stand this pursuit
> It’s a waste of my Kind

> I really just want to be…
> With Bob, alone. Is he ever
> Gonna call me, on the phone?

> I know I've used and abused
> Repeating Rhymes before
> Rearranging chameleon lines
> Exposes the primitive score

> But at least these can not
> Be called lines of drugs
> I'd much rather wait
> For a strong loving hug

> They damaged My Souls
> I knew I’d been had
> Being captured this way
> Is so terribly sad

> But I had no other choice
> No known visible safe way
> I didn't want to go out to play

> My heart has been fractured
> It turned blood-river red
> But you already know this
> It's already been said

> Senor, what are we waiting for?
> Tell me, why won't you come?
> It fills me with outrage and fury
> And makes me feel so dumb

> Lord, I’m destined to crack
> Locked inside these abodes
> Carrying incalculable pain
> Under unbearable loads

> Inhumanly born burdens
> A crashing diseased weight
> My life’s brutal pathways
> A cruel crippling fate

> I know I can sense it,
> In my Mind, in my Soul
> Nothing gold can stay
> We reached for the coal

> You know it’s been written
> I’m bound to explode...
> I’m still expecting to lose it
> And hit virgin road

> I can't believe he's so Incredibly
> Insane. It splits me apart,
> Like a smashed window pane

> Splintered Shards of Cut
> Broken Glass…..Shredding
> The Threads of My Skins….
> What Bound Fringes
> Of this Free World do I Mine
> ...So recklessly to Win?

> What in G-d’s Great Name
> Is this Leviathan Creature?
> And why on Earth...
> Do I Bother to “Care?”

> Why do I insist on
> Loving him So Strongly...?
> So Helpless that I
> Would e’er to Dare….?

> If He still doesn't know
> He's G-d’s biggest moron
> He gets himself down
> When he’s got the bore on

> He's filled with anguish
> Fear and self-doubt
> Why does he sit...
> And think and pout?

> Why not just do it
> For once in your life?
> Come back to me
> And make me your Wife

> I can't understand this
> After so many long years
> I almost could kill him
> Or cut off all his ears

> Why don't you want me?
> Why won't you come?
> I’m not happy at all
> I’m not having fun

> This is empty and stupid
> And thoroughly lame ‒
> I never wanted this
> I don't care about fame

> Just come be my baby
> Come make me whole
> You know it’s your duty
> To repair my torn soul

> You said you would do it
> This is so painfully unfair
> Prove that you want me
> Show me that you care

> You’ve been singing for me
> Endlessly, year after year...
> Saying you still love me
> That for me you shed tears

> I’m reclining in bed now
> But I was slouched at my desk
> I told you everything with gusto
> When I’d rather have had rest

> But I was driven and pushed
> I was trapped in a field
> Of maggots, and magnets
> To you I must yield

> I’m begging for mercy
> Please beam up my soul
> Let me into Your dream
> Make me your Goal

> I’m shattered like Road Runner
> “Come back to Me,” I say
> It will be Absolute and Perfect
> In G-d’s For-ever Way

> A fresh Springtime’s blossom
> A love once again made new
> A crystal spark that's ignited
> Like Sinai’s glistening dew
> Falling down from the Heavens
> To sustain the Chosen few

> I could go on and on Eternally
> My longest-lost dear sweet friend
> But as long as I’m alive
> As we’ve been instructed to bend
> Here are these words of “ILY”
> Which I’ve just got to send

> These are my prayers to You
> I know that you’re Hissing
> You’re the only thing gone
> You’re just what I’m missing

> (and I'd so very much rather
> Your Chapped lips to be Kissing...
> ...iykwimaityd….*NOT* 😉 🤣 😇 )

> The High Priestess, H.C. 🔯
> Queen of France 💋
> Shabbat/Purim
> 3.23.2016

> - “let’s get drrrunk!!!” HIGH FIVE!!!!

> “Roll On,….פסח!” Quoting Delia, childhood friend from Oz (rev. by רחל)

a MARVY BIT O THE POETICS....