Fishing Hole

 

Some place quiet

peaceful

 

Preferably

I would like to

Walk

Or maybe

Ride a bike there

 

If I have to drive

I think too many people might know about it

It has already become too popular

Its purpose

The reason I would have went there

has already been defeated

 

I'm not trying to give an impression of exclusivity

 

Sometimes

 

I just want to be alone

 

In a place where

I can take a book

Read for hours

I can take a pen and note book

Maybe my laptop

Write for days

 

I'd bring my headphones

Or

Listen to nature's symphony

A radio would be too much

Too loud

Not something I would want to carry

 

I won't do what I did to my last one

One became two

Two became a few

A few

For me

Became too many

 

I won't tell anyone

Ill just leave a note,

 

Gone fishing

 

Be back

Sometime between

Now and Then

 

©Christopher F. Brown 2012

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I was never here, you assumed I was

 

You think you can define me

Your name must be Webster

 

Blanket statements

 

I have more than one gear

Multiple settings

Complex configurations

 

They are not for you to

Tamper and tinker

With

 

They'd be simple

If you asked

They'd be simple

If I told

 

You assume much

Based on

No observation

No study

No inquiry

 

You assume much

Based on

Someone else

 

I continue to

Do and be

Me

 

While you remain confused

Surprised by my actions

Baffled by my words

Perplex by my expression

 

Since you won't ask

Since you assume you already know

Ill only say

 

You never saw me

You only assumed you did

You never heard me

You only assumed you did

 

 

You never knew me

You only assumed you did

 

©Christopher F. Brown 2012

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Shallow's Love Letter

 

What I lack in

Monetary means

You

By far

Lack in depth of soul

 

Your mind is filled with emptiness

Who slapped whom

On that (so called) reality show

How to tell

Real designer labels

From

Fake designer labels

 

The possessor of everything new

Until a newer one comes out

Regardless if the old new one

still

works just fine

 

The finer things in life are always expensive

The worth of a man is ALWAYS told by their clothes

Or

The car they drive

Or

The neighborhood they live in

 

Shhhh

 

Don't say this out loud

 

Even

The darkness of their skin

Or the region their grandparents came in

 

Yes you

You'll be young forever

As long as modern medicine can help it

 

Yes you

You'll be forever in

As long as you keep company with a certain type of crowd

Agree with the thoughts of a certain few that claim you as

But not really

Kin

 

Loved by many

You are

Hated by more than what you think are few

You are

 

What about you

 

If and when you ever

Seek reflection

Look for me

 

Sincerely

You

 

The you

You forgot about

 

The you

That got you there

 

The you

That you left here

 

The you

That keeps you up at night

 

You

 

I am

But

I don't think you'll understand

 

You

 

Haven't been

 

Me

 

In a long time

 

If you saw

me

I wonder

Would you recognize

All that you try to hide

All that is

 

You

 

©Christopher F. Brown 2012

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Observations Of A Hypnotized Mind

I don't know if you know this

But

I've been

Watching and thinking about

You

 

Not in a

Crazy

Stalker

Way

 

Even though seeing you

My mind does tend to fade

Off into a

dream

 

I think about you and I

Being ridiculous together

 

I think about you and I

Laughing at the

Same things

Crying at the

Same time

Climaxing at the

Same peak

 

You and I

Would be like

a saxophone and trombone

 

Our duet

 

They would study and call it

Legend

Timeless

 

All this

 

We haven't even got past the sex

 

Sigh

 

I should tell you this

I know you've noticed me

Watching you

 

Maybe ill wait

See what

You

Want to do

Let

You

Be the first to say

 

I don't know if you know this

But

I've been

Watching and thinking about

You

 

©Christopher F. Brown 2012

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Discernment

 

 

I see truth in your mouth

Tell me

Liar

 

Does it burn your tongue

Is it spicy like a thousand peppers

Does it make you want to vomit

 

Tell me

Liar

Why is it that

I see truth on your tongue

 

Was it a secret you overheard

Did you torture the soul of someone honest

Did you kill someone virginally innocent

Whom did you steal it from

Why do you desecrate it

Placing it in your foul mouth

 

Liar

Tell me

Why is there truth on your tongue

 

How is it that you can even pronounce its syllables

The hollow that houses the rotted

Cursed cadaver of flesh

You call a tongue

Has never shaped its self to produce the subtle tones

Nor has your mind the ability to comprehend the nuances

only known to truth.

 

In the mouth of a

Liar

I see

Truth

 

My eye and ears

Must have

turned against me

My mind

Must have

gone

 

If you

The Liar

Are capable of truth

What are they

The Believers

To believe

 

©Christopher F. Brown 2012

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Thank you

To all of you that take the time to read my poetry, comment, like, or dislike. It means alot to me that you have taken your time to read my work and I do humbly appreciate it, again i say,

Thank you

The Wells Twins

 

 

It was always

Complicated

With you

Wasn't it

 

You

Were that one that always

Did that one thing

Drove me crazy

Nobody ever did it before

Nobody ever did it after

 

You

Were the only one that

Could go straight to that spot

Drove me crazy

Nobody ever did it before

Nobody ever did it after

 

Yeah you

Where the one that

Knew all

the right words

Nobody ever said them before

Nobody ever said them after

 

You

were that one

That I wanted

I never wanted anybody like that before

I never wanted anybody like that after

 

©Christopher F. Brown 2012

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Muad'Dib

 

 

Cognitive dissonance

 

Its not a

Conspiracy

 

But more like an active

Realization

Of lies

 

Hidden in the sun

Truths known

Yet never told

 

How the artist that made

lady liberty

Designed her holding broken chains

Intended to symbolize the freedom of all the people

 

Today

 

They lay at her feet

Where most can not see

Where most do not know they are even there

 

How Kemet was never Egypt

How Hippocrates went to one of The first known schools of medicine

founded by Imhotep

1000 years before Hippocrates was even born

 

Today

 

Hippocrates is called

The father of medicine

Imhotep is called

The evil movie monster

 

The children

Are taught to have

Strong backs

Healthy hearts

Slim trim frames

 

While their minds are

Institutionally

Malnourished

 

While their souls and spirits are

Intentionally

Broken

 

While any creative spark

That can not be

 

While any creative spark

They refused to let be

 

Commercialized

 

Is quickly

Spat upon

Till snuffed out

 

Cognitive dissonance

 

So what is shown to you in the mirror

Is not what your eyes allow your brain to see

 

Cognitive dissonance

 

Repetition of half the truth

So when the whole is told

They call it a lie

 

Cognitive dissonance

 

There is no need to hide

There is no need to for secrecy

 

You don't want to know

If you did

You still

Wouldn't believe

 

©Christopher F. Brown 2012

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Genesis 3:22

I don’t ever want to know

Everything

There would be nothing new

 

The joy of learning would be lost

The wisdom gained from experience

Would have no use

 

What would be the point of diving to the depths of the ocean

What would be the purpose of jotting the expanse of space

 

If I spoke every tongue known to man and beast

All knowledge would be memory

All information would be recollection

 

If I knew everything

 

No one would need share

No one would need to smile

 

I don’t ever want to know

Everything

 

I would like there to be people

(if only a few)

That know vastly more than myself

 

I would like there to be places still undiscovered

Immortal to time

Places that spit

Spitefully

At the presumptive name of progress

 

This is not a blissful ode to ignorance

This is not toast to stupidity

 

This is me saying

I don’t ever want to know

Everything

 

Knowledge

Is

Power

 

The one that knows the most

Controls it

And no one man

Should ever know

That much

 

No one man should ever think he

Is not

man

 

©Christopher F. Brown 2012

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