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The ashes of one burned out life Could be held in place by pain Leave embers in the place of eyes And smoke in place of a brain. The ashes of one burned out life Could be dampened by tears But damp would not mean gone And the stains could stay for years. Or the wind could take them far away And maybe someday soon The ashes of one burned out life Could grow into something new.

People always told me: "High School is the best time Of your whole life." "College is the best time of your whole life." "You wedding day is the greatest day Of your whole life." It took me so long to realize they were Unbelievably Unquestionably Irrefutably Wrong. The best time of your whole life Is whenever you can Love Hate Cry Need Want And  feel it. The best time of your whole life Is when you can feel alive When you feel Everything you experience And it's clear Unmuddled By inattention By preoccupation By the emotional anesthetic Of pain. It's when you can look out the window See the sunrise And it's a

Roses are red And Azaleas are too— So please tell me why I'm feeling so blue.

Remember when...           We could see unicorns?

Rule with iniquity and take great care To let yours know: life is good and fair; Your subjects need you, and you need them, Go tell them your next little gem. Maybe I could rule with you, Because I am a liar too (but that may be a little untrue—           don't you see what I mean?) Maybe we all could rule with you; Because we all do some untrue, A court of liars and a round table, fake— In castles built on lies you spake.

I work as a cooper on a small vineyard in Napa Valley. This happened a few days ago, and I'm still stunned. "Hurry! Help me hide in that thing before they get here!" A small-framed, black haired boy yells as he dashes past me, drops to his knees in a slide worthy of the major league, and bangs headlong into the back end of a barrel that I had been cleaning. He rolls onto his front and crawls inside before I can say a word. Nonplussed, I right the barrel, peer into it and ask the obvious. "What? Who's coming?" God, we get such weirdoes here in NoCal. He looks up, flushed from running and not even noticing the fact that the inside of the barr