Surface Bullshit

 
Small talks to break the ice
First impression, surface nice.
But what lies there behind those eyes?
Who are you past your disguise?
What is setting that soul on fire?
What is keeping that heart inspired?
Not so interested in your threads;
A decorated shell you’ll one day shed.
What I want’s to be led inside,
To the dark corners of your mind.
To learn more about your being
And to see you through your seeing
Because what matters is how you tick
Under your shell and surface bullshit.

Puzzle Pieces

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With the edges cut to fit
Into each other’s cut out bits
Where each bit looks to be part
Of this creation of pure art
As we journey through this life
Puzzle pieces we will find
In each piece you’ll find the whole
In each piece you’ll find your soul

Muse

Aphrodite (Greek: Ἀφροδίτη; Latin: Venus) is the Greek goddess of love and beauty.
Aphrodite: Greek goddess of love and beauty.

Muse….A beautiful poison you are.

Seductive masks you wear so well
Play into feelings, then cast your spell
It has been noticed what you aspire
It’s to be the object of one’s desire
And those who’ve taken a bite of your fruit
Begin to starve, go deaf, and mute
To all the signs that bare your venom
Where is the antidote? Part of a ransom
Where spells cast will be unmade
And masks fall off revealing a face
But still a muse you shall remain
You and I…muse…we are one in the same