i want to be like Richard III,
able to cry on cue.



your ghost is with me now
and i am glad you've left your sickly shell
i do however miss the conversations.
now i have to strain to listen to your voice
but every now and then the wind whispers
loving thoughts i know have come from you.

this heart beats in my chest and hurts like knives.
i want to sound like shakespeare but he's not
for sale; he rests inside public domain.

i want to be like Richard III,
so honest with his emotions, yes.

that ghost is whispering, and i'm just here
astruggling every day to listen right.

08/25/2007

Author's Note: Hmmm. reading lots of shakespeare right now.

Posted on 08/25/2007
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