Gnome by Samuel Beckett
Spend the years of learning squandering
Courage for the years of wandering
Through a world politely turning
From the loutishness of learning.

What an interesting thought.

Am I addicted?
Or am I just obsessed with how you taste?
Bittersweet
          Poured down my throat

splash splish splash
Or the smack like a Kiss goodbye
I love you
You're bad for me though.

goodbye for now? or not.
the slow intoxication is hard
So hard, to avoid and deny myself of.

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How wise a poem.

( Invictus. )

The sky is blue
The grass is green
I stare at the pool
Reflecting someone.

She has fine features
Dark eyes, red lips
Looking ever so curious
But without a spark.

The blank mask cracks
And screeches in scorn
Makes a mockery
Out of everything it sees.

The wind ruffles by
All peace is restored
The cycle starts again
My vicious cycle. 

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This poem was written by an author of the name Scorchy-11 on FFN for the fic At Dawn. I do not claim to own any of this. I just found it so deep and entrancing, I had to share it. Isn't it beautiful?

Do Not Look For Me (At Dawn)

Moonlight whispers as it screams,

Beckoning and calling me.

By my name I am invoked.

Lured in with false feeling then choked.

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