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Haiku Can't write poetry I bang my head on the wall Endless frustration Another Haiku Hey, this is easy I could do this all day long My new fav-o-rite Happened this Evening A young crippled deer Sees me but isn't afraid I watch in wonder The Trip We " re going on a trip to the next dimension Sitting and waiting now for it to happen Five of us speak in anticipation Forty-five minutes later we stand up and laugh At the ceiling, at each other, at nothing Jason thinks he is shorter by half We run around the room and rediscover the world Two-year-olds in our twenties, happy and free Our minds flying, the wings finally unfurled One sees the colors, one feels everything, one dazed Two play together like children loving life We see clearly now, wiped away the haze Calmer now, we talk of things silly and profound We enjoy each other and love each other Five friends, togetherness the only sound Still gone now, but close enough to sleep if we try Conversation has died out, too tired to talk Each of us retreats into his own mind Page 2 Shutes Songs of Nothing Sing a song of nothing, and you shall know no fear. Sing a song of meaning, and there " ll be none to hear. Only when the light of day has darkened into night, and the mindless masses need another's might will the cries and pleas of old and warnings of today have an ear to fall upon- but it will be too late. So sing your songs of nothing and worry not for me. Save your worry for yourselves when comes your time of need.

The Sons and Daughters The sons and daughters of the movers and shakers the ones who changed amerika and became what they hated most The sons and daughters were taught to love amerika enough to hate it enough to change it by the ones who became America in all its corporate glory The sons and daughters were fed dreams of a just existance in a new amerika by the parents who went to work to bring them the latest toys the most expensive clothes The sons and daughters are grown up now without hope and without direction knowing only that dreams are always shattered a kind face is a hypocritical face "those who know" are more lost than anyone The sons and daughters of the hippies raised on shattered dreams by hypocrites are too afraid to care too smart to try and were raised too well to admit it Page 3 Shutes Her pretty White Dress She sits alone in her pretty white dress She's still afraid She wonders why No one is around; she shouldn't be afraid But she can't help wondering What will happen when they come How will she screw this up Will they still make fun of her Will she still not be good enough for them Still too fat Too ugly Too smart Too lazy Too depressed Too unstable She sits alone in her pretty white dress and chuckles They don't know how unstable she really is They made her unstable by never being satisfied And putting her down when she failed to please The razor sliced through her skin easily, only a slight sting And as she was taken away, the paramedic couldn't help commenting On how it was such a shame That she had gone and ruined such a pretty white dress Praise for the Night Only in the light of day can I see my true self The night is a mask A security blanket Covering the pain The fear The insecurities In the night I am the person I created The person I am comfortable with The person who is comfortable In the light I am the person they created Through the pain The fear The insecurities The night sets me free.