Episode 14: Fields of Things That Are Music

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1. Fields of Elisium

the battlefield in my head 
is littered with lovers 
I’ll never bed, let alone wed
see me ride 
the light of love 
to a place 
inside his heart 
falling below 
The Mists’ undertow
singing the Praises 
of an unknown Soldier 
broken apart 
by the promise of release
fight with me, beside me, inside me, 
behind me, rollercoaster ride me 
touch me with your letters 
let's find the Elysian Fields
freed from constraints 
one bet to become unsealed

2. Things That Are Full Of

things that are full of Music 
Cascade like a waterfall 
down the coin slot 
chirping an acceptance 
once, twice, three times 
Luck Be a Lady
they call me 
the one-armed Bandit 
the meadow in the wild west 
words and music under the gun 
oh the Tiger's son
Ballad of Michael Valentine 
could be a country song, but isn't
telling the tale of a wannabe Rockstar
nuns on Fourth and Fremont 
sing topless 
gaffer's tape
covering their nipples 
implications of areolas 
because bare breasts 
are not fully nude 
in America
if they're covered up
I've become a part of this scene 
waving to the preacher, who insists I accept God 
the refrain of his plea 
mixes with the aroma 
of sewer gas 
on the other side of the street
I crumble from the weight
Catholic blues that direct my shoes 
towards the curio shop 
Under The Canopy 
marching in Harmony 
some silly satellite seeds 
through my sonnet

3. Music to My Ears

fruitful and productive 
tired and antisocial 
emotions that divide my life
I have seen wonderful things
celebrate Milestones 
with loved ones 
I am a true gastronome 
yet I feel alone 
in a crowded room 
it is time to stop dwelling
 on the negativity 
and let the sunshine in
it is time to believe 
all the storied words of scribes, 
poets and heroes before me 
I am worthy of love 
I can practice my faith 
despite all obstacles 
I can be anything I want to be 
if only can get my brain 
to catch up to my heart 
it is time to step off that cliff 
into the sea of simulation
 so that the lights can change 
because the game has changed
I know my present State 
is not where I need to be 
I know that this is not my fate 
and that I do not have to play along, 
to stay on the safe side
what good is an unbreakable heart 
if it is not tested in the fires 
if I don't walk that lonely road 
if I drive to nowhere 
with no particular place to go
I have to believe in myself 
before anyone else will

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